Poem

I know that arms don’t always hold

the parts that need to be held

I know that eyes don’t always see

the parts that feel alone

I know that words can be cruel

And hearts unkind

I know that voices misguide

And ears lack will to understand

I know that people hurt

And bruises throb from pain

I know and you know:

Scars are not only carried on our skin

But in this pain,

introducing a GOD who loves to show you

how much HE loves you