Sometimes I wish my legs were smooth
Then I remember I have legs that can walk
Sometimes I wish my fingernails would stay clean
Then I remember the work my hands can do
Sometimes I wish I lived in a house I chose
Then I remember my house is a home
Sometimes I wish I were not so shy
Then I remember being quiet helps me to listen
Sometimes I wish I could say what’s on my mind
Then I remember sometimes words can hurt and better left unsaid
Sometimes I wish I could be bolder
Then I remember actions can be louder than words
I’m happy that although I wish for things
I’m satisfied with how He knows what’s very best for me.
So I trust.
Poem by me