Mischief Known By God

Quirky tricks of my special child are amusing… But vexing when they turn to be mischievous acts Exposing follies in the guise of innocence; Thus, I respond with love-filled correction-dealings. My child’s mischief reminds me actually of mine Which I try to hide to guard my reputation Such is what human nature readily asserts And I’m not exempted from succumbing to it. Learning from my child’s naughtiness which does offend I admit my own that may or can hurt and harm Since nothing can escape from the omniscient God Who compassionately forgives and freely transforms. Thus, I ask pardon* for my mischief’s ill effects While praying with faith to win against my defects. *1Samuel 15:25 Now therefore, I pray thee, pardon my sin, and turn again with me, that I may worship the LORD. Hybronnet: For this “poetic modification,” I made all first twelve lines to follow the blank verse form with twelve syllables each. Meanwhile the last two lines (lines 13 and 14) make a couplet, like that of a sonnet, with each line having twelve syllables. September 8, 2018 7th place, "A Form of Mischief" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Nina Parmenter; judged on 10/4/2018.