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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #1884524
A special poem about finding my way back to faith via God's precious gift to me.

-I, You, Me-
by
Keaton Foster

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I
You
Me
Us three
Living here
In this life
Husband
Wife
Two beings
Intertwined
Each tedious day turned
Into a brighter night
Freeing me
From the darkness
Giving each other
Through another
A precious gift
A child free of sin
A chance at doing
Something so right
We must raise him wise
We must teach him about faith
We must teach him about space
About understanding himself
Much better than everything else
Ascension comes quick
Wise beyond his youthful days
He is often quick to reciprocate
This teaching us about ourselves
Showing us that life has value
A purpose defined beyond
The hands of all time
He will grow young
And we will grow old
He will live beyond us
We will live because of him
I
You
Me
Us three
Are better off
Than ever thought possible
The God I once cursed
Must now be praised
He gave me a precious gift
One worth keeping
One worth shaping
An understanding has been made
My wife, my life, my angel
My child, my son, my undeniable love
Are all gifts from far above
If for a second I forget
I am quickly reminded
By all that I have to call mine
By all that I have come to love…


I, You, Me
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.

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