God is talking to me

When the setting sun bids goodbye

and the clouds dance in the sky

the leaves cackle in the pink light

and the birds sing along as they fly by

i feel God is talking to me.

yes He is talking to me.

when i sit alone, all by me

in the dark no one can see

fear gets tough and so real

yet i hold on and believe

i feel God is talking to me.

yes He is talking to me.

no matter what comes my way

no matter what everybody says

i wont move come what may

this is my life, there is a knowing

i feel God is talking to me.

yes He is talking to me.

Author's Note

sorry if they make you cringe.
i wrote all these poems about 10 years ago when i was in a dark place.
English is not my first language.
ignore grammar problems.