Dear God

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Dear God,

For once in my life I do not speak your name
with intentions ill-willed or a tone set in vain.
I ask only that you listen to the words that I say,
Oh God, my Lord, you saved my life today.
Now most of the time I don’t see you there,
I live life in laughter and I’ve learned not to care
as if your a phantom that means nothing to me,
but in no less than a miracle you’ve made me believe.

I asked you for gifts that I could not return.
I asked moments to stop and the clocks not to turn.
I begged you for the things that I didn’t need
and yet somehow you’ve still forgiven me.
And by the time I was a child I asked you for love,
nagged every wish for what I had dreamt of.
Why wasn’t it coming, why didn’t he care?
I asked you for things but didn’t believe you were there.

And then I met a boy who gave me his heart,
put me together after being torn apart.
Far beyond miles was where he was born,
but here you bad brought him, though tempest and storm.
And better yet, he loved me, could not possibly seem so.
What was this emotion, I had never known.
You brought me love despite distance and time,
My fate found me happy when I found him mine.

Down on my knees I pray for your name,
Vowing never again to take it in vain
and offering you the most heartfelt of thanks
for saving the man who protects me from pain.
You saved my love, you saved my life, I give all that I ever had
in you rests my soul, my life, my faith, and sought glee in the aftermath.
I give little more than all I know to ask that you keep him near,
Because you know as well as I that I can’t live without him here.

Okay, I know I said I was going to use all sonnets this week, but I had to write and post this one. I don’t mean to offend anyone who isn’t christian.

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About Mattie J.

My name is Mattie J. Hamilton, and I am seventeen years old. I live in a cute little house in the country in Southern Indiana, and have lived there my entire life. I self-published two books of poetry a few years ago, but I much prefer writing fiction of poetry, journalism, or any other sort of writing. I'm somewhat new to the blogging world, and I may come off as a bit of an ameteur, but hey, I am an ameteur. Proud of it. After all, I'm just a kid, and I have plenty of time to learn.

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