She's My Faith
But she looked like an angel in his eyes.
Approaching her bed, he raised his shaking hands, caressing her beautiful curls.
“I love you,” he whispered, staring at her soft hand as he grabbed it, kissing the top. He looked at a small cross at the far end of a wall.
“Please, God. Give us the strength we need to get through this. I know these are tests you’re giving us, but we don’t need more. We believe in You and we believe in Your power. Help us, I am imploring you,” he prayed.
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