Friday, September 7, 2007

a cool poem. and a pic. ture. or two.

I had a horrible day.

I had a terrible sleep, but not
because of fear that my house
would be bombed.

I got a bad mark in math,
but at least I have an
education to get a
good job.

I had a disgusting lunch,
but I wasn’t starving.

I was mocked for my
Christianity, but
I wasn’t killed for it

God Provides for me.


1 comment:

Rietta said...

great poem... anonymous?? did you write it?

a. rietta