My Greatest Work
He is my greatest work
like Christ who said
I come like a beggar.
He came to me like a child
wrapped in newspapers
on my front door step.
I took him into my home
and my life.
In the beginning
everything was new and fun
we played together like he
was a puppy dog
big beautiful brown eyes
and he would get into trouble
but only minor ones.
As he grew his troubles
grew along with him.
Costing me more money and
time and loss of friends and family
who asked “why do you waste our time with him”
sleepless nights and heart pain and more pain
and more pain.
Doubts that I made a big mistakes
why do I think that I am god and
can save him or make myself the latest
911 hero.
For more than 16 years with him.
But one night I had a dream
a pale angel told me that
she needed me.
I was confused and shocked.
Why I am needed
I am only human.
She said that she can not live without me
that she needed someone to believe in her
and have faith in her for her to do her work
Then I thought about him
my life's works has not been
in vain because like the angel and Christ
he needs someone to believe in him until
he can believe in himself
and know that he is also
God.
Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2013
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