The room I grew up in
Has seen many things
Victories and tears, joys and pains
The loss of innocence, the discovery of self
The grief and the birth of new life itself
It speaks of a history that no one can take from me
The spirals filled with emotions from A-Z
This is a place where God met me
The depths of his love sustained me
Sinking deeper and deeper into his heart
Drowning out the noise of the world
I heard the stillest small voice say
“I’m holding your heart”
Safe Haven 
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