Your grandparents are in town
Your hoping gravity will pull down
all the wrinkles from your graduation gown
in time for your speech tonight.
And regardless of how long you've known this day was on its way,
you still cannot believe that its today.
Your heart is beating harder than it has in a long time
and you know today is your day to shine.
All your friends are here
and your mom can't hold her tears.
The ceremony is drawing near
and you wonder what your love is thinking now.
And regardless of how long you've known this day was on its way,
you still cannot believe that its today.
Your heart is beating harder than it has in a long time
and you know today is your day to shine.
Some might call this pressure, but it's pain.
You rock back and forth like you're insane
and your husband says the doctor's on his way
and that you're doing great.
And regardless of how long you've known this day was on its way,
you still cannot believe that its today.
Your heart is beating harder than it has in a long time
and you know today is your day to shine.
Months of pain up to your chest.
You know you've given it your best.
And you're sure it's time to rest,
but what will it feel like?
And regardless of how long you've known this day was on its way,
you still cannot believe that its today.
Your heart is beating harder than it has in a long time
and you know today is your day to shine.
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Your Day
Labels:
beauty,
daily poem,
desire,
difficulty,
family,
friends,
grace,
time
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Pay For My Past
Balancing the budget,
sorting out the costs,
looking for a way to make
more profits to each loss.
This would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me, I'd like to ask.
You told me so, you told me.
You knew it all along.
We know the pain I caused you.
I know I've done you wrong.
This would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me. That's all I ask.
I've wasted precious time,
been hasty with precious people,
and done some very stupid things,
though most of them were legal.
And it would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me. If you want to receive, just ask.
sorting out the costs,
looking for a way to make
more profits to each loss.
This would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me, I'd like to ask.
You told me so, you told me.
You knew it all along.
We know the pain I caused you.
I know I've done you wrong.
This would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me. That's all I ask.
I've wasted precious time,
been hasty with precious people,
and done some very stupid things,
though most of them were legal.
And it would be so much easier if I didn't have to pay for my past.
Forgive me, please forgive me. If you want to receive, just ask.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Mark My Words
Mark my words– with a red pen–
I know I can do better.
I'll be making changes.
For now please make this redder.
I know I can do better.
I'll be making changes.
For now please make this redder.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Random
Thank God the state of my house doesn't determine the state of my soul,
because no matter how hard I try, they both are beyond my control.
Interior design wouldn't make me more alive, righteous or wise.
I think I'll label this shelf "random" just so I feel organized.
because no matter how hard I try, they both are beyond my control.
Interior design wouldn't make me more alive, righteous or wise.
I think I'll label this shelf "random" just so I feel organized.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
The Highest Shelf
We put the Bibles on the highest shelf,
a place of honor we can hardly reach.
But when God gave His Word and gave Himself,
he stooped down low to heal and save and teach.
a place of honor we can hardly reach.
But when God gave His Word and gave Himself,
he stooped down low to heal and save and teach.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Earn Your Own Salvation
We're all born in chains of sin.
Yes, that's what we believe.
But the answer's easy:
Jesus died to set you free.
Besides, it's in our budget.
A sinner's prayer is cheap.
You can share our Jesus
and our building we can keep.
But all your earthly troubles?
They are your own creation.
So from your living hell
you must earn your own salvation.
Yes, that's what we believe.
But the answer's easy:
Jesus died to set you free.
Besides, it's in our budget.
A sinner's prayer is cheap.
You can share our Jesus
and our building we can keep.
But all your earthly troubles?
They are your own creation.
So from your living hell
you must earn your own salvation.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
When Grace Is What I Need
I cling to you like cicada shells,
as hollow as a bead.
I want you to fill me up
when grace is what I need.
I look to you like a little child
just learning how to read.
I want you to say I'm right
when grace is what I need.
I come to you like a punctured tire,
on a car still guaranteed.
I want you to change me quick
when grace is what I need.
I wait for you like a passenger
impatient for your speed.
I want you to come right now
when grace is what I need.
as hollow as a bead.
I want you to fill me up
when grace is what I need.
I look to you like a little child
just learning how to read.
I want you to say I'm right
when grace is what I need.
I come to you like a punctured tire,
on a car still guaranteed.
I want you to change me quick
when grace is what I need.
I wait for you like a passenger
impatient for your speed.
I want you to come right now
when grace is what I need.
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