Over Me

Above the sky.

Below the sun.

No one to search with.

No one to speak.

Their are times

When I feel like drowning.

Their are times

I feel like falling.

A pond the light

My savior called

He puts out his hands,

And I reached for them.

And he whispers this to me.

I am above the sky.

I look above the ground.

And watch you

In loneness,

In happness, 

And

In love

I want you to know that

I love you

Your a daughter of me

Just pray

And ask

I promise

I will give thee.

I feel like I don't need a preacher or a bishop to tell me what god wants me to do. I know deep inside I am suppose to ask him for help. I know and I feel like God is there watching me now. He probably is very happy that I am starting a blog about my life and how I feel about things. I can't tell yet because I ant up there. haha thats funny Loucha :) 

Well I hope you like my poetry. Thanks for looking at my first blog and I hope you enjoy reading my life.