Finally asking for help

by Roxstar   Feb 24, 2008


Stumbling as you hit the nearest ground.
Falling as you fait to reach up high.
No where near is there a person to be found.
Reaching high very high to the sky.
Asking god for his strong strength to help you.
God replied by helping you find the light.
Holding his hand very tight, you find yourself standing tall on your feet.
With a twinkle in your eyes and a bright smile on your face. You bow your head and pray thanking god for his help.
You notice you are not alone.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    This poem was pretty good--but there were a lot of spelling mistakes, also God starts with a capital letter, and so does Him, when you are talking about Him. Otherwise, this is pretty good. You also dropped your rhyme scheme! Be careful!

    Rock on!

    Toni