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Topic: Oops (01/14/10)
By Benjamin Graber
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
To file away the little bumps
And add some dirt to little holes
Which have been made by my mistakes.
With “oopsies” here, and “whoopsies” there
I feel like Mr. Fix-it-Man,
Trying to heal my bumbling—
I want to fix it all with duct tape!
My greatest dream is to fix the world,
Alleviating all the pain—
But I have erred too many times!
A broken fake can’t change the world…
It’s not my job to heal the earth,
Or be the balm that soothes the heart;
There’s only One who gives the salve
That makes things calm in hurting lives.
And when I take this salve, I find,
That it can heal not just the world,
But every bump of my mistakes,
And it can seal up every hole!
No longer do I need to spend
My life upon my hands and knees—
Upon my feet, I find a future
And chase the dawn of all God planned…
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