Poetry

SOMETIMES

by Kristine Stanton 
10/02/23
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Dear Lord,

Sometimes we don’t show gratitude

for blessings sent our way.

Sometimes we’re caught up in ourselves

and get lost in the day.

Sometimes we do not talk with You—

we listen with closed ears.

Sometimes we wander on our own

and things become unclear.

Sometimes we think of things we’ve done—

the things we can’t forget.

Sometimes we hold onto the past

with things we do regret.

Sometimes we’re known to blame someone

for wrongs that we have done.

We look at them with judging eyes—

forgiveness—we have none.

Sometimes we do not tell the truth—

our hearts envision lies,

and when those lies pass through our lips

the truth is compromised.

Sometimes we see someone in need

and we just pass them by.

We just ignore their cry for help

and teardrops from their eyes.

Sometimes we grieve for someone else—

someone that we revere.

Sometimes that dear one has moved on

because we’re cavalier.

So, now, dear Lord, we come to You

with sorrow in our hearts,

for all the times that we’ve passed up

and did not do our part.

by Kristine Stanton ©2023