This is a free verse poem/spoken word piece I wrote today. I hope it comes across in reading the way I want it to. Enjoy. The First Time I Saw Him Everything changes when he walks in the room. I’ll never forget the first time
To wander in the fields of grace Is the best of any day To feel the embrace of the Creator In the warmth of shining hope And the dew of morning mercy Is a taste of heaven itself The fields are ripe And always close
This is a poem I wrote entitled “Leaving” Let me know what you think. Make sure to like and share if you enjoyed it! Thanks for stopping by.