Three strikes

This is the third time I have broken your heart. And mine. Someday maybe we shall both understand why it had to happen this way. For now, let me be selfish and protect what I hold most dear - my family. 

A wish

The conflict in me grows by the day. I begin to forget to pray. Fear grips me. I remain confused. How can a love that helps be wrong? I do wish for a resolution, one that will keep is both at peace.

To be blessed in fear

Standing before the house of the Lord

I wanted to be still

Quiet

To disappear because of shame and fear

But instead it was nonchalance

Who are they to judge

I pray that the Lord forgive me

I yearn for peace for you and me

I am afraid

Thy will be done.

My first haiku

Beautiful blue bird

Flying high up the blue sky

Giving joy to all.