Where Do I Stand
I stand at the crossroads
too many to count
I spin around in circles
seeing doubles all about.
He reminds me of my father
says I'm a lot like his mother
I just wish he could look deeper
than age or beauty and other.
I want to see him as God does
wish he'd see me in that light too
we look for things in common
but these are so few.
We each spend days alone
though we talk on the phone
we keep ourselves busy
we've got skills to hone.
I wonder where we're going
only God knows for sure
He's told me about changes...
a bit of what I'll endure.
We've both been hurt
that I surely know
so I see we'll be taking this
a little easy and slow.
God can heal our wounds
binding up our hearts
He'll speak to us through us
replacing any missing parts.
I know we're going somewhere
I'll take the road he does
we'll be carrying our Bibles
deep inside of us.
SKB
Copyright © Sheila Kathryn Barrera | Year Posted 2010
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