My Source Of Help.

Oh, Lord, at present
I am filled with worry
Arising from the condition
Of my health.

An awareness that not all
Is well with me physically
Arising from the pains of
My being.

An awareness of pain,
Soreness, and the elimination
Of what my body appears to no
Longer require

So much so that my body
Requires help beyond
That provided by
The Medical profession,

Thus, my trust is within
Your heart, Oh Lord,
In fact you are my only
Source of help.

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Liam Ó Comáin

An Irish poet now living in Derry City but originally from Limavady in County Derry in the north of the Island. more…

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