I am no poet.
I know it.
Words written down
Without a sound.
Smile as I write
Trying with all my might.
To show all His Truth.
To share His love.
From God above.
Easy in many ways,
Unlike a maze.
Simple for all
Listen to His call.
Just open your heart.
That is where you start.
Receive; let Him in.
As you confess your sin.
On a cross He died.
For many had lied
No truth was told
His life was sold.
He arose in three days
The price he pays.
For eternal life for all.
Who will answer His call.
Sharon Niese