Decisions about schools
Choices about activities
Opportunities to pursue.
Change necessitates these two
and brings about the third.
Decisions, choices, opportunities.
I saw an opportunity
For my children I thought twas good.
Turns out my choice made a very bad decision.
I try my best
to find for them, myself
a grand connection, learning place.
Much grace required
I love my kids,
They know I am not perfect.
God brings more choices
Challenge to decide
which opportunities to commit.
Weeding out
and sifting through
His way He'll lead us yet.
So trust I must
and hope I do
in His final path.
Discerning decisions,
Enjoying the choice,
and finding opportunities.
I realize this is not perfect poetry. My rhyme and metric are amateur. However I enjoy writing down my thoughts in ways that are not perfect, complete sentences. They are short bursts of thought, concise but sometimes jumbled. Thank you, whoever reads this, for your grace in my beginnings.
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