When I Was Young
When I was young I thought that You were just a a baby.
A wonderful gift to me
. Someone to talk to who knew how it felt to be small in a big and scary world.
Someone to walk with me in the dark and keep the shadows away.
When I was older the world told me you were just an idea.
Kind of a good moral lessoon…and the child’s heart in me faded.
I walked alone and not often on the right road.
I struggled wondering where You had gone.
I did search for You but no one agreed on who You were.
When I was dying You came to me.
You healed me and taught me.
Now I know that You are grown up too
. Your are King above all Kings.
My Savior, Lord and Life.
Best of all
You will never leave me out there in the dark.
and You will come back to bring me home.
Comments
This is a lovely poem, it really explains how someone would mature in their beliefs over time, beautifully written.
Thank you for reading my poems and the kind words It means a lot to me because i admire your work so much.
– Ellen Winchell
very nice :o) I love the comparison between innocence, worldly knowledge and experience.
Thank you all. this one is my life…and then I learned :>)
Very nice indeed!! I love it.
I love it that you get me :>)
I love this poem! Well done. God bless
Thank you so much. As soon as I can use my right arm again I will be posting again. Thank you for the blessing:>)