Patience, Faith, and a Knee

Today, today;

Oh today is the day

when I let things be gay

and to others I’ll say:


“Stand up, stand up;

Don’t be afraid to stand up.

Let me pour on your breakfast some syrup.

Put your foot back in the stirrup.”


“No,” you say, “no

I must know

If ever in my barren utero,

I will have an embryo?”


“Patience, shh, patience.

Grip tightly to patience.




Faith is the key,

with faith listen to me.

It’s hard to see

how much you mean to He.


For one year,

Oh, that year,

I shed many-a-tear.

No baby, I did fear.


I trusted in He

and I can say with glee:

“Blessings come to thee

With patience, faith, and a knee.”


If not now, when?

Falling in Love seems as often in my life as uneventful.

You Know he likes You when he:

     1. Looks to talk with you

     2. Brushes your arm

     3. Sits near

And you definitely know you like Him when you:

     1. Mime his attention

     2. Trust his touch

     3. Welcome his presence

It gets disappointing;

things never work out.

Questions plague my mind… Is it possible to love someone so deeply once, and feel it again for someone new? Or even worse, is there a person that is capable of loving me just as much as I was loved before? I do realize now that I was not loved the way I ought to have been loved. His love was selfish and easily offended. He was cruel and bitter. My life is better now that I’m alone. I’m safe inside the wall I built where the only love I seek is that of my family, friends and from above… I don’t run away from the possibility of new love, but I still am worried. He never loved all of me, the love I formerly held so dear.. He loved what was acceptable, but criticized the rest. Can I be my whole self and be loved no matter what?

I think someday I will.