Mold me

Deep Thoughts..

usually i enter them when im alone walking to school.

i look at the trees and imagine the roots that sink deep into the ground.

i think about family and friends and everyone around me..

i think about emotions alot.. i want to control them, i want to be able to

keep them stable.

i think of ways to let out anger and sadness.

but none of them work, they keep coming back.

how stupid of me..

i look around and see His creation everyday !!

everything i see He has created and Planned.

i look in the mirror and see something He's molded..

i am his clay and he is my potter..

He plans out my days and im happy He is in control because He knows best.

Just like a real father would.. He is my true Father God in Heaven ..

Thank you for keeping me..

Reviews

[Lillian]

Yes..He is the Father of Our home..even tho there is not a dad figure now..maybe we willl have one soon, no one will ever replace that wonderful Father we have now! unless of course He is the one who sends one..:)

[lawrence bear]

touching write, yes he keeps us. keep writing :)

[❀ Gabriela ..]

Aw, great poem! It's always nice to know that God is watching over each of us! Touching poem! :)