Life from my view

So while cleaning out my infamous car trunk... I found an old tablet with a couple of poems I wrote for my Sabbath school class back in 2002. I had a little bit of skill..hope you enjoy.                                 Who Was There? When The Clouds Hang Low and You Can Hardly See The Road Just Thought You Should Know, God Is Always In Control If You Take The Time, time to realize... Who Who was there to wipe the tears away? Who was there when you didn't know your way? or what to say? Who told you to pray? Was it your family or your friends? Neither... you say? Then who was there? It Was He Who Sticks Closer Thank a Brother He Knows The Secrets hid deep in your heart If they still ponder upon who was there.... Be sure to tell them that it was he who died upon the cross Just to save those who should be lost. He, Jesus was there.                 ...

She told me something was missing. Not a spark or a twinkle Not a light or a star Not a fire or an ember My magic was missing. The very thing that allowed me to create the me I wanted to be, had long gone missing He took it, I said, and I want it back! I want it all back. Slowly she felt it returning- but she had to figure how to use it again. Never again would she let someone steal her magic. Never again would she freely give of her magic. Never again would she take for granted the magic that was given to her as her prized possession. And when she said it- she felt it- the magic she once knew had returned and oh how it had grew. It was undeniable, unimaginable- she realized that the magic was her, she had never left- she had only forgotten due to his curse. She realized what she had forgotten; she had placed her magic safely on a shelf far, far away from what she called her heart. Hidden from all others, even herself- because she was too weak to control it ...