Standing

I feel like since Facebook, I’ve been living in the past
Seeking old friendships that I once thought would last.

But I noticed with some, whom I fortunately found
With each passing day, those friendships lost ground.

Although as a friend they generally accept
Yet with one another, we seldom connect!

So why have I, continued to search?
Is it to find a friend, or my heart to birch?

Is it because I’m trying to find my way?
So I keep looking back, to that good ole day?

Maybe for me, it’s just really hard to part
I don’t know, that’s my shot in the dark!

King Solomon warned us: he said it’s not wise
To question the former; because today is the prize!

So I think I will change this silly approach
Wear the friends that I have, like a diamond filled broach!

And if by some divine intervention
Paths cross again, I will pay close attention!

But until that day, I will press towards my calling
And thank my Lord Jesus that I’m standing not falling!
                                                                                   
                                                                                        Stacey Brown 3-5-14

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