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Category: | Spiritual Poetry |
Posted: | June 28, 2020 Views: 173 |
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My Mama had to grow up fast
when she was just a kid,
the last of seven siblings, she
was watched what e'er she did.
She couldn't do a thing unless
they'd tell 'bout where she was.
They loved to make her mis'rable,
they'd do it just because.
My Mama used her books to leave
their teasing far behind.
The tales of Santa and his elves,
'bout how he was so kind.
Amazed at how the tooth fairy
could find a long lost tooth.
How Superman, with fists of steel,
could change clothes in a booth.
The Easter Bunny, once a year,
hid eggs for her to find.
The things that were impossible
would really blow her mind.
But soon her siblings told her that
the things she read weren't true -
no Easter Bunny, Santa Claus,
no chariots that flew.
They told her that her Bible books
were just some tales t'were told
by men that needed things to do
'cause they were getting old.
But Mama's faith in Santa Claus,
tooth fairies and the such,
would see her through the trials of life
'cause she believed so much.
There was one thing they could not change -
her faith in God above.
Through Him she learned to stand alone ...
relying on His love.
Her Bible stories in each book
were blessings, yes, each one.
They told of someone just like her
t'was teased though not in fun.
My Mama had a child's pure faith
and loved the tales they weaved.
Her siblings never got her down
'cause Mama still believed.
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Writing Prompt |
Write a spiritual poem on the theme of 'Change' |
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