You Chose Me You chose me When I felt so average,      So unimportant. You disinfected my soul. My black blood was sick, But You chose me. You injected Your gentleness into my veins. I want to perfume Your feet with my hair, But You kneel down to wash my soles.      How can I not worship You? © Crystal Dawn,  All rights reserved. Used by permission. Previous  |  Next  |  Print  |  Poets Pages  |  Poetry Index  |  Main Page  |  Contact Us