Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Things - A Poem



Things

I pass life’s display cases
Filled with things calling out to me
And though I try to ignore them
You know, they refuse to let me be!


I wonder who’s in control here
The things — or is it really me?
I know that I’m on a mission,
But, Lord, they keep yelling at me!


I don’t measure my life by the things I own
Nor by how many things I can get
Things are here for my pleasure and comfort,
But they don’t control me yet!


So when I hear the many things,
Calling out to me,
I put it all in perspective,

And continue on to the Tree! **BJC**

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