I don’t even know where to begin
I find myself every several months thinking of new ways to let you in.
Into my heart you’ve been invited numerous times,
but sometimes I forget you’re my guest and I show you my bad side.
Why is it so often I fall,
then beg for your mercy and yearn for your call?
I’m a lover of the worst kind,
you show me your love and I pretend that I’m blind.
Blind to the fact that for me you gave your life,
and from me , in return, you are only asking a very small price.
“I’m sorry Lord!” I constantly say
then pray that you’ll let me make it another day.
How many times can you hear that and not become tired?
It would be completely my fault if your grace and mercy expired.
But that right there is the beauty you see–
you are so you and nothing like me
And I’m eternally grateful for the love you give unconditionally.
Jul 23, 2014 @ 06:05:23
Well Done. Your work is worth reading twice. I shall proceed.
Dec 18, 2014 @ 23:45:12
Thank you! I am glad that you enjoyed my piece! 🙂