Sunday, 29 March 2009

• a poem

  I wrote this poem a few years ago.  It's not the greatest thing I ever did, but it strikes a chord, ya know?
  
  

  I Don't Deserve This
  

  
  "Lord, I don't deserve this," I lamented just today
  As I stumbled over toys hurrying on my way
  To the kids' room to investigate just what was wrong this time.
  Thankfulness was certainly not what was on my mind.
  They were yelling, even screaming at each other in a rage,
  And I wondered, "Lord I don't think I'll survive them past this age?"
  Then I calmed them and I sat them down and counseled them with love
  And reminded them that someone's always watching from above.
  So, they gave each other hugs and apologized contritely,
  Then as I went on my way I heard her comment brightly,
  "You're my brother, and I love you, and we really shouldn't fight."
  So she'll sing to him a song about a mockingbird tonight.
  As I listen to her angel voice as they drift off to sleep,
  I kiss them both, and look at them and then begin to weep.
  When I get down on my knees before the Lord tonight, I'll pray
  "Dear Lord, oh please forgive me for the things I said today.
  For they're precious and they're beautiful, each one of them a gift,
  And I didn't know how right I was when I said 'I don't deserve this.'"
  
  

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