IMPERFECT DAYS (poem)

IMPERFECT DAYS

Hey ho for those imperfect days

When brash and impatient are my ways

Spilt milk, loud voices, running late

Tantrums, lost keys, a cancelled date.

On my knees beside the bed

Tears fall freely for all I’ve said

Days like this will often be

Part of every mum’s journey

But Lord with You, Grace is enough

Though imperfect days are oh so tough

I’ll raise my heart and NOT my voice

This IS… the perfect choice!

by a very humbled me 🙂

(“that’s a good poem” – Master Luke who typed the last exclamation point)

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