For My Sons
Sometimes it seems,
no matter what you do,
problems just seem
to pop up out of the blue...
you both have had a
rough childhood,
moving from state to state,
feeling awkward and shy,
not knowing your classmates,
but both grew to be fine young men,
despite having to live like gypsies,
I know you both didn't have any roots,
for which I feel pity,
But don't you both worry,
because no matter what,
I love you both very much,
and know from experience
that life can be a real challenge,
just remember to always use,
your God given talents...
and remember to always pray,
especially if your having a bad day,
He will answer your prayer,
sometimes in a mysterious way,
He knows whats best for us
and that this life can be tough,
for in our Heavenly Fathers eyes
were all diamonds in the rough.
Colossians 2:3 In whom are hid
all the treasures of wisdom and
knowledge.
Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2016
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