Our Conversation- a poem
Photo by Bestie, Debbie
I dreamt I sat with God last night,
Amongst the countless stars.
We spoke of many things in all
And then I mentioned scars.
I thanked Him for the beauty and
The wondrous in life.
And then I asked Him why there is
A need for so much strife.
HE gently smiled and took my hand
Then whispered in my ear.
“That is a complicated question that
You ask of me, my dear.”
“FOR life is filled with choices,
And sadness comes along.
But I am here to lift you up
Whenever things go wrong.”
“AND when time comes, you join me,
Your scars will go away.
But in the meantime, just look up-
Then go and find today.”
Retm