Worth

Worth

Deep sigh
Up high
Taste dirt
Hurt

Time lost
Pain cost
Someone calling
Falling

Miracles come
Lucky some
Gifted one
Done

Still here
Touch fear
Courage meets
Retreats

Your worth
At birth
Not measured
Treasured

You are
By far
The best
Rest

When healed
Then revealed
Won't hide
Ride

Maybe not
God sought
Courage meets
Retreats

Book by Kathleen Higham

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