It may be weary
It may be thorny
Sometimes the rains beat
The sun burns
And tree stumps cut deep
Yet He is with me in my life's journey
It may be long
It may be rocky
Sometimes I stumble
Sometimes I fall
Yet He is with me in my life's journey
When in despair I look up
And see his sweet and bidding face
I know He is with me
Even when His presence I do not feel
Yet, i know he is with me in my life's journey
Poetry is the expression of the soul, The voice of the reflective mind, The sigh of the voiceless one, The Litany of the thoughtful, And the store of boundless wisdom.
Me
About Me
- Yawa Asafo
- Lover of poems and a poet. If we can all listen well enough, we can hear the silent songs of the soul pouring out to charm our fears away each day. My songs are the poems I write. Enjoy them.
My Shelfari Bookshelf
My Other Blogs
Great Poems
- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
- Phenomenal Woman
- Still I Rise
- The Road Not Taken
- Their Behavior - Dennis Brutus
Favourite Poets
- Wole Soyinka
- Sara Teasdale
- Robert Frost
- Maya Angelou
- Kojo
- Dennis Brutus
- Chinua Achebe
- Awoonor William
This Page
- These are the reflections of one of the daughters of nature, lucky to be born in this age and time. A time of stress, tension and worries but out of which was born these words of mine. I ponder over them always and therein find laughter, strength to go on and the zeal to perservere no matter what. I dedicate these to My Mother, my late sister Sylvia, another Sylvia(Legonite friend) and Carol.
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