I am a vast field of disappointments;
a single bud of hopes.
I am a handful of accomplishments;
a bucket full of failures.
I am a river made from tears;
a puddle made from laughs.
I am a page written with quirks;
a sentence written with grace.
I am a heart bursting with dreams;
a head of stifling excuses.
I am a line of a happy melody;
a story of a melancholy ballad.
9 comments:
And in all that you are, you are a true blessing to us! :-)
Love you!
God's Grace.
What she said. ;-)
Very nice, Kristi. Great to see you posting again.
Kristi,
You are the same as me. I am more of a mess than anything. Romans 5:20 is my verse, and I don't use it as a license to sin but a license from sin. "Where sin abounds, grace abounds much more". And sin tends to abound in my life way more than I wish it would. But Gods grace abounds so much more and His wonderful grace is changing me.
That was a very good poem. How have you been?
Bill
I had to read that three times... deep stuff.
excellent poem as usual.
Hope you're keeping well....but request that you post more often....
take care
Thanks you guys!
Green, I'm not ignoring your requests to post more often. I'm seriously going to work on that this week. Thanks for staying loyal readers you guys!
hi, kristi! (((HUGS))) missed you! yeah, like corry said, you're a blessing to us. =)
Good one.
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