Gods Plans

My hear shattered 

the day I walked 

out of your house. 

The sixteen months 

I spent with you 

was gone forever. 

But after sitting with family I opened up to my new best friend, called, "God." It all made sense

now because I was a new person. Opening up to new things and new experiences. He was 

always there when I felt low or eneregyless. Practicing prayer helped me and my family overcome

struggles. From 

the lowest point

in my life, I found 

a new me with new

inspirations from religion. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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