Sunday, November 23, 2008

You make palaces out of paper bags.

Teach me how to do the same.

To graciously accept what has been given
And gratefully turn it into something telling of His glory.

Because there is no use dreaming of things that I do not have.
And no point pining for places that I have not been sent.

You are just a cat.

So if you can work this kind of magic,
Then so should I.
So very well should I.


shilvia said...

love this poem!!! :D

James said...

very nice poem jessi.

Georgia (AKA g-bug) said...

how we can learn from animals,
that only seek what they need.

really great writing, Jessi!