Today’s been a simple day. Small groups canceled, didn’t get much schoolwork done, and I haven’t really been sure what to do today.
As I looked out the window, I started singing to myself, just train-of-thought. Eventually I sat down to write what I was saying and soon completed the following poem.
The snow keeps on falling on the ground Oh, the snow keeps on tumbling down And here I am, in a room, just waiting around
I’m waiting for direction Tell me, what’s with my obsession For control? I’d like to know
Every day is not the same, Yet cycles seems so present in my life The ups and downs, the lefts and rights, Thinking things and wishing life Could be more than I can make it to be Yet simply…
I know God has His hand on my life Through the quarrels and through the fights that I see In every ray of sunshine You smile down upon me And I can’t help but see the brighter side
Thank You, God, for Your healing hand, Your perfect will and Your perfect plan, Despite what I might wish my life to be ‘Cause You’re the only one who can really make my life Truly Happy