I am participating today with The Gypsy Mama for Five Minute Friday. This is a time for us to just write and not worry whether it is just right or not.
Here is the way it is done:
1. Write for 5 minutes flat with no editing or tweaking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Go and tell the person who linked up before you what their words meant to you. That is all. Here are my few words for my own Five Minute Friday.
The Hard Love
by Patricia A Pitterle
My sweet baby, toddled forward
weaving to and fro
left and right
on two chubby unsteady legs.
She wobbled too far to one side,
and like a tree in the wind
toppled over.
I picked her up
kissed her tears away
and set her on her feet
to try again.
Love can seem so hard!
She did not understand
why I would not rescue her
from the trials of her world.
Her vision only saw
the pain.
The rewards to come
were hidden from her view.
My sweet daughter
wondered out into
the big, bright, beautiful world.
She skipped off to school
holding a backpack in one hand
and a lunch box in the other.
With a smile and a wave
she started her journey.
The bus brought her home
later that day.
With tears streaming down her face
and a sob in her voice,
she told me about the children
who made fun of her
that day.
The ones who would not understand
That is was OK not to be like the rest.
I hugged her tight
and kissed her tears away
and set her on her feet
the next day
to try again.
Love can seem so hard!
She did not understand
why I would not rescue her
from the trials of her world.
Her vision only saw
the pain.
The rewards to come
were hidden from her view.
Often,
I have discovered that
I am like my sweet child
who only sees the world
from her own point of view.
I want the pain of living
to go away.
I want the trials to end.
I want the heartache to cease.
I cry out to a loving Heavenly Father
who dries my tears
and sets me on my feet
to try again another day.
Love can seem so Hard!
I do not always understand
why He will not rescue me
from the trials of my world.
My vision only sees
the pain.
The rewards to come
are still hidden from my view.
So beautiful and so true. This is a clear picture of God's love for us and our questioning.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for sharing.
I'm stopping by from 5 Minute Friday.
Have a blessed Easter.
Linda C
This poem is priceless. I could totally relate. I have a daughter with Aspergers' and people are thoughtless and small.
ReplyDeleteBeing a parent sure helps us to understand our Father in Heaven more.
ReplyDeleteI am in awe at how much He loves us! He must cry at times, as He watches us, hoping we will see and feel His love for us, and that we will faithfully return love back to Him.
Beautiful poem... thanks so much for sharing! :D
Corine :D
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This was such a sweet post. It rings so true.
ReplyDeleteI am so grateful to have a Heavenly Father who dries my tears and also I recieve those sweet tender mercies; so I know he is near.
Blessings to you!
A very sweet and real poem!
ReplyDeleteI love your poems!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! When I started it, I did not expect it to be a poem, but the words totally just poured out. I loved it when I finished. The best part, I never thought about it or edited it, I just wrote. I think that is what I like best about 5 minute Fridays. Now stress, just write and let go.
ReplyDeleteIt is easy to look back. God's hand is clearly seen in our trials when you look back. It is when you are in it, when you are up too close in the thick of it, when it is hard to see His hand at work. We often wonder where He is. I am learning, just as He was in my past, He is in the present, here with me now, in whatever trial I am going through. Lovely poem.
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