Steer
I'm not intrusive, thereby save
or inconclusive, there be rave
my thoughts trustworthy merit praise
but on those foul days, Lord be craved!
The mild assumption I discuss
but to oneself, the talking's best
and then decipher what I meant
are these my prayers ~ am I this bent?
A meager soul's sport, not revere
sincerity my only mirror
this new encumbrance must be fear
not to endanger self, must clear!
It is my only value here
a blessed life must engineer
as with God willing, give a cheer
adversity you clown, ram steer!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2015
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