Grown Folk, Personal, Thought, Writing

My Peace

In my dark moment, his touch brings me peace.

During one of my lowest moments, his voice brings me peace.

In the midst of feeling less than, his presence brings me peace.

With the thought of feeling ashamed, it is him who brings me peace.

During this storm, as I don’t feel like myself, you still bring me peace.

**I bring my own peace but he keeps me at peace. He’s done this from the very beginning and still continues to.**

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