Happy Sunday my Lovelies!
I know it’s been a minute since I’ve posted and I promise I have some get ones coming. But for today I think this will suffice and give a little bit of levity to this Sunday morning. Growing up Jack Prelutsky was one of my favorite poets even alongside Maya Angelou, Walt Whitman and the classics. I was a strange child who love the library more than anyplace else and read Roots during my 5th grade Spring Break… Don’t judge me!! LOL
- Little Bird Outside My Window
Jack Prelutsky
Little bird outside my window,
I can hear you in my room
as you gaily serenade me
and eradicate the gloom.
Your chirping is the sweetest
that my ears have ever heard,
it awakens me each morning –
zip your beak up, little bird!
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You Don’t Know What Love Is
Hey my lovelies!!
I’m up late and unable to sleep, which is par for the course with me, but I can’t shut my mind off because of what transpired on Sunday. I went to church yesterday after missing choir rehearsal last week due to both a sinus and upper respiratory infection, and I think my tolerance for people’s bad behavior has reached an all time low. When I come into God’s house I genuinely want to be there. It does my heart good to know that I can be beat up and put down by the world Monday – Saturday, but on Sunday can come to a place where I am embraced and loved.
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Posted by grahamcrackercrumbs09 on March 3, 2014 in Grinds My Gears, Social Commentary
Tags: Christian, Church, God, Grinds My Gears, Love, Poetry, Social Commentary, Writing