It’s here in the broken
That faith is made
Hope can only rise
When you’ve hit the ground
So lift up your head
And look around
Because it’s here in the hurting
That healing is found
It’s here in the broken
That faith is made
Hope can only rise
When you’ve hit the ground
So lift up your head
And look around
Because it’s here in the hurting
That healing is found
Cherry Tree Poet 
Wow, Joy, that poem is astounding!
I really liked the last one you wrote too. Was that in reference to Katie or Christina?
Love you so much,
Mom
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Thank you, Mom. It was for Christina. ❤
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Joy, you have a genuinely rare gift for capturing God’s perspective and love for us in the depths of our anguish. And, your unique economy in word usage carries a power thoroughly disproportionate to the length of your poems. So looking forward to your next entry.
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Mr. Roger. God bless you!
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