Janine's Articles From the Soul From the Outside Poetry Corner Prisoner Letters


by JW


As children bring their broken toys to us parents, for us to mend

I brought my broken dreams to God, my Father and my Friend

But then, instead of leaving Him alone, in peace,

to work on my problems alone

I hung around and tried to help, with ideas that were my own

At last, I snatched my dreams back and cried,

“How can You be so slow?”

“My Child,” He said to me....

“You never let them go.”

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