my prayers leap like a thousand frogs
flooding the heavens of my plea
as time warps like ripples of water
I sat and waited Thy response to me
the sun has risen and have sat low
for a thousand times I don’t know
yet here I am beneath the sky
down on my knees and hands up high
I waited for answers over and over
I’ll cry for it if it need be
my life I know will soon be done
but thy response I cannot see
I know you’ve never answered no
you can tell me wait but please don’t slow
I’ve never been anxious all my life
but waiting is over I had to go
a silken silhouette there I see
over the horizon waiting for me
oh but no, she’s leaving too
tired of waiting for me so
oh dear what’s this that I have done
I had the answer, now she’s gone
oh life when it showers her feat
the Lord has His way to make it bittersweet.
03 December, 2009
Bittersweet
Posted by Mike at Thursday, December 03, 2009
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2 comments:
Very poignant.
You poetry style is improving.
I like how you stick to your own style, without copying others'. That is admirable. :)
I have an award for you waiting on my blog! Do come pick it up! I hope that you like it! :)
Thanks C!
your comments inspires me... BIG THANKS! :-)
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