‘crooked’ poetry prompt
Cry those tears with Thanksgiving!
Yes, even tears are a gift from God.
A side effect of my AI illness is dry eyes. Not fun. At all. I recently went thru a really tough time with this, but happy to say it’s getting better. Thank you, Lord!
And those crooked lines. Well. They are inevitable, right? Most days we’d like to hide them, and we can with lotions and potions. Why not embrace them instead.
‘etched like lace’
Life itself gifted them to you. Tears (and years) of pain and laughter! Years of thinking, scrutinizing… And moments of anger!
So while tears gather in those crooked lines, remember this:
“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” – Psalm 56:8 (NLT)
Keep on treadin’ on high places…