Sonnet II
at times it’s hard to see your presence here
it seems that nothing in this world goes right
we wait for word throughout the long, still night
we pray we find good news, not news to fearthe people that we love, that we hold dear
too often are the ones chosen to fight
the question often brought up, wrong or right
why is it that the Lord will not appear?
but just when all seems lost and hopes, they wane
the miracle for which we pray begins to show
the God in whom we trust, He shows His hand
the blessing may appear as lessened pain
it may be that this world, they must forgo
but rest assured, they’ve felt His love firsthand
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