things I WON’T miss in Texas
my loud abusive neighbors
their dog
traffic
cost of living
paying rent
my loud abusive neighbors
I’ll miss Kyle
my time with ALL my kids
our game nights
the weather
people I’ve known
what my eyes are used to
I know we’ll make new memories
I know Kyle will visit
I know things will be amazing
don’t make this more than
it is
a poem
I’m tired
this might be a vent
disguised as a poem
or it might be a poem
disguised as a vent
have you ever gone
into a restaurant
and asked your server
to take a pay cut
so your meal’d be cheaper?
have you ever gone
into a clothing store
and asked the cashier
to take a pay cut
so your clothes would be cheaper?
I’m not sure if labor is understood
when people ask me
for “a deal”
they’re asking me
to take a pay cut
I never try to buy something
unless I have the money to buy it
I worked so hard today
but if I calculated what my time was worth
I might be disappointed
again
this might be a vent
disguised as a poem
or it might be a poem
disguised as a vent
either way
it’s what poured out
[written on 5/8/16]
sometimes people say
they’re going through a process
to justify their behavior
that doesn’t resemble Christ
sometimes people hold on
to their bad habits
to balance them
as if Jesus wasn’t enough
sometimes people water down
the Truth
so what they’re doing
looks good in Him
I’ve been ALL these people
blinded in the church
if you take offense
that’s YOUR choice
this doesn’t speak of all
just some
I’m no longer a “weak” believer
I no longer sing ‘when I fall’
but ‘if’
I no longer sing ‘bound to sin’
I’ve been freed
I no longer sing ‘when I’m dry’
living waters flow through me
I no longer say ‘I’ll never be perfect’
because Jesus tells me to be
so I grow
hearing leads to listening
listening leads to believing
believing leads to following
following leads to becoming
becoming is freedom
it’s easy to look back
at the mother I
was
but when I see my reflection
I see the mother I
am
I’m a good mom
and love my kids so
when I see parents act
the way “I” used to
my heart aches
I pray for those
who resemble
what I “used” to be
there’re some things
that don’t work online
smelling flowers
tasting food
hugging
saying goodbye
hearing laughter
wiping tears
fellowship
just to name a few
there’s so much
who’s-who
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Scott
a man
who lost his first love
always knew where I was
but never had my love
in return Continue reading
sometimes you don’t realize
how much you hold onto
someone or something
until you let go Continue reading
it’s easy
to show someone you care
it’s easy
to show someone you don’t
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