Given many talents
Little work to perfect.
Squandered in search of
Love, Importance, Respect
Given many gifts
Large and small.
Appreciation never lasting
If recognized at all.
So much time
Minutes, hours, days
Wandering through life
As if in a daze.
The Lord awaits
So patient and kind
Until masks are removed
No longer so blind.
Each given talents
And gifts and time.
Steps on the ladder
Toward heaven to climb.
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
Given many talents
Little work to perfect.
Squandered in search of
Love, Importance, Respect
Given many gifts
Large and small.
Appreciation never lasting
If recognized at all.
So much time
Minutes, hours, days
Wandering through life
As if in a daze.
The Lord awaits
So patient and kind
Until masks are removed
No longer so blind.
Each given talents
And gifts and time.
Steps on the ladder
Toward heaven to climb.
"Let us celebrate with a feast, because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; he was lost, and has been found.
THEN THE CELEBRATION BEGAN."!!!
Luke 15: 23-24
