Saturday, July 7, 2018

I was knitting you a soft little blue cap
The kind that fits snugly about your ears
Did you ever see a dandelion
And wonder where your life would take you
It happens when dandelions appear to us
We wonder what will become of us
Where life will lead its dusty path
What fortune will let down its silky trammels
And let her soft hair shine down like luck
Oh beautiful was the creator in all this
When we lose sight of all life's reasons
And get lost effortlessly in one another's sighs
To be grateful just to be alive
Oh weary shore this, when I collapsed on your bed
Exhausted and frightened, to eat your jellybeans
In the cupped palms of my hands
Children grow old they become responsible for themselves
They reach a point when no one will forgive them
When there is no mother and they must be original
It is then that they struggle
How are children supposed to care for one another
They are busy taking care of themselves
Tears and needs and sadness like an ocean
And love's unfailing mark
I wish the laws could see all people as children
That all people could be forgiven
There are so many times you want to give someone a hug
A hug that is gratefully received
When there are tears it is a very serious matter
We are learning how to walk again
Some mystery that children are left to themselves
On an earth that is so forbidding
How to till the soil and build the walls
That lead to our happiness
What law so smooth it could shelter all
What touch could feed the people
What supply could loan a big enough loan
To supply all our needs indefinitely
We may all face years of hard knocks
before we learn to survive on our own
The calamity, if there was any, has silently come
Like a shadow in the night
And now the earth lays struggling under the load
Of too many people and too little money or resources
If we all came together and organized our resources
Into an organized structure it would lessen the shortage
We seem to be doing okay
In Jesus' Name,
Amen

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