Your Promise

Sometimes you can’t predict the rain,
In the season of life that causes pain.
I make the best of what it may bring,
I don’t stand alone as the child of the King.
And I try to praise You under the umbrella of Your protection,
As my tears fall into the puddles of collection.

Time will come,
Time will go,
Times of happy,
Times of sorrow.

As I proceed forward on this path,
During my daily walk, I will intently pray,
Because You never promised easy,
But You promised You would stay.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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