God Had a Plan

This is how it began, about two years ago I had the urge to write. Never before, until that night. Words were swooning in my mind, picked up my pen, and began to rhyme. Stories in verse were the first, my head was pounding, I thought it would burst. Then the songs, I could hear each one, playing all day, from sun to sun. During this time, my mom got sicker, I never left, I stayed right with her. Writing, and crying, sometimes all night long, poem after poem, song after song. I believe in my heart, God had His hands on me, guiding my pen, He was controlling my destiny. Now mom has passed, but I see her every day, closer than ever, her memory stays. Her last gift to her only girl child, soothing my mind, making me smile. I had to get still, before God could lead, He gave me a blessing, for all to read.