Don't mock!

.. you're just jealous of my mad poetry skills. BAHA!. No really.

I'm kidding.

I actually fail mostly. BUT I like it so WHAT?

I wrote this when my family was up at the cabin for that week. It was funsies. And when I'm in very pretty places like the forest I always feel more poetical.

So here you go.

Dear Mother,
You have changed me.
Once when I wanted to rebel,
The tears in your eyes did tell
Of the sadness that you know I'd feel
If I never found the gospel real.

And so you changed me:
My mind, my heart, my path.
You helped me grow into the me I am today.
It was you who made me stop and say,
"I need your help, I do not know the way."

Dear Friend,
You have changed me.
Once when I thought I knew it all
You could see me start to fall,
So you helped me to a higher ground
And shared the better path that you'd found.

And so you changed me:
My heart, my path, my life.
You helped me grow into the me I am today.
It was you who made me stop and say,
"I need your help, I do not know the way."

Dear Savior,
You have changed me.
You knew I'd never make it home
If I wandered all alone.
So you came and lived a selfless life
Just so you could die, a sacrifice.

And so you changed me:
My path, my life, my ending.
You helped me see the me that I can be someday.
It was you that made me stop and say,
"I need your help, I know now, you're the way."