A Praying Soul

She held a wooden cross near her face

While her hands were clasped in prayer

A radiant smile lit up her profile

Peace reigns there with an undefinable grace

Heaven’s light in her smile

As the lamplight burns low

Hi everyone, I’m sorry that I have not posted anything for a while. I hope that you enjoy this poem! Please, let me know what you think in the comment section. Happy Sabbath!

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A Praying Soul

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