Pay Attention
When a new day does start,
My pen to the paper listens, with a poets heart.
Hey you reading this lend me your eyes and ears.
Don't be foolish the emptiness you feel is only fear.
Why is it that I don't pay attention to what's right in front of me.
So stubborn to admit that somethings in life I cannot see.
I use to see the signs and red flags but I ignored them all the time.
Thinking that I can handle the situations on my own, I was that blind!
But I knew what would will happen if I continued on that path,
Soon I knew that my decisions would be my own demise, and I wouldn't last.
Sometimes it's impossible to understand this life.
We must stop and pay attention to the little things, not the strife.
Heavenly Father I admit that you tried to teach me,
Until it seemed pointless.
Repeatdly you tried to teach me ;
But I would not listen.
You tried to tell me,
But I wouldn't pay attention.
Copyright © Jeffrey Lee | Year Posted 2012
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