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By Cortney Cordero
A poem about a girl realizing she is a sinner after her friend's death.
She sits and listens and hears him,
Just a whisper in the wind.
Hardly, barely even there,
But a moment before she grins.
She knows now that he left her,
Not on purpose, but for a cause.
But even as he slipped away,
Her life still did not pause.
No, she kept on going.
Moving farther every day.
Don't think she did not care,
Because she did in every way.
She was ashamed of the time she lost,
So she hid her face away.
Staying in her home,
And making herself pay.
For all the laughs she missed
And all the tears she did not catch
It gnawed at her every day
Like an itch she could not scratch.
Then one day she realized
as she sat at home,
That she was missing things
While letting her mind roam.
Suddenly she felt,
Two arms around her chest,
No one was there behind her,
But still remained the guest.
Maybe it was God,
Taking what she'd cost.
Or maybe, maybe, maybe,
The one that she had lost.
No, she wasn't alone,
She knew there was someone there.
Though she did not see its face,
She thought she felt a glare.
So, out she went into the night.
To that green hillside.
And she finally saw
The reason that he died.
Every day he told her,
To read and praise and pray.
And it did not hit her,
Until that very day.
God had only used him
To show her what she missed.
Also that you likewise too,
Would one day not exist.
With that realization,
She knew she could not live
Another sinful second
Her life now she would give.
"Dear God," she began,
"I know it's been awhile,
and I know you might be busy,
But Lord, I feel so vile.
I've been out in the world,
I know I am a sinner,
But I feel I have to try,
I start now as beginner.
My dear friend's urgent heeds
Will not fall on deaf ears,
I know that you were with me,
To catch all of my tears.
So here's my life, now take it.
Roll it in your hands,
Examine it and use it
To accomplish all your plans.
I know now that you died.
Especially for me.
And I will not forget,
Make this my decree."
With that she curled up her legs
Feeling good inside,
And by then she realized,
With a growing pride.
The arms were back again,
Comforting and soft.
This time it was Him,
And she gazed to Him aloft.
"Thank you,God." she whispered,
Full of faith and love,
And He looked upon her,
Watching from above. | 