You’re mad right now and the tears
fall down your face.
You’re sad again and the fears
forget His grace.
You believe you’re misunderstood.
Oh, I would comfort you if I could.
But you turn away,
within your bad day
and I don’t know what to say.
Except, ‘I love you’
and I hope you know it’s true.
That I do and I am, whenever you are blue.
submitting at Jingle Poetry and The Poetry Palace