I write by the light of my phone Because my heart is unusually full I oftentimes write when I feel that mighty pull With my deepest thoughts, they and I are all alone
The words distill upon my mind I cannot stop myself from writing The words, they just keep on coming This Godly talent so simple and kind
I find joy and peace in my poems When feeling blue, they lift me up While pondering their words, I naturally look up For God is speaking just to me, it seems
It's then that I realize I am not alone So I continue to write Each new memory or thought I do contemplate My true feelings are soon set in stone
I've never had such a friend Me, myself must I earnestly show That through my poems will my love for God continually grow Unto Him my truest feelings do ascend
He inspires me to greater heights So my poems soon speak of Him My love for my God and for my Savior will never dim I find the words wherein my soul delights
I share them with Him, with you, but oftentimes just for me To remind myself that there is beauty all around I listen for these whisperings that within me do abound For I know I've heard them before, while sitting there upon my Heavenly Father's knee