Sunday, December 08, 2013

Thoughts for Advent: Day Eight

A Poem for Day Eight

It's amazes me how the smallest offense
can lodge like a splinter
in my heart

A bit of pique and huff appear
the outward signs of my

And in my little righteous mood
I turn my stubborn thoughts
to you

How awful if, like me
you wasted time
on indignation

You, the real owner
of every right
chose not to claim even one

Today's Advent lesson
seems to be
You moved first
pursuing me

-lisa, 8 December, 2013

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