Krissy Mosley Ministries

It was more than a sickness.

It was more than love,

more than,

fear and faith; 

it was more than a date.

This thing and I; 

more than still-toed shoes

dancing good bye.

God and I,

 became lovers,

became joy,

became sweet buttermilk coffee

together without exasperation.

More than a swimmers smile

more than death, more than life, 

I am a conqueror, 

this God and I.

 

Poet: Krissy Mosley