Saturday, February 15, 2014

Supplicant

When those pipes burst
he knew he was cursed
to dream of the best
but live with the worst

to never know rest
or feather his nest
unless (of course) first
he could somehow be blessed.

3 comments:

  1. This poem(especially the part "to dream of the best but live with the worst")brings to mind Phil.4:11.

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  2. sorry I took so long, I wanted to read it before I replied. I do generally feel content on most days but sometimes misfortune makes me whiney ;-)

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  3. Yeah, I know what you mean! I'm always reminding myself!

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