February Fourth Poem by Greta L Suits

Like Robert Frost

In his great poem,

'The Road Not Taken'

Is where I've gone!

I chose to hear the voice of God,

'Security' - NOT - instead: The rod!

I could have had a comfy bed,

But now I cry - and bless the dead.

The choice was mine, I don't deny-

But this('ill'home) is just a lie!

I hurt the ones I loved the most

But God forgot, the Holy Ghost!

With JESUS CHRIST my way of life,

My God of love is not a knife.

I wish to greet the gates someday-

SO...now I'll wait...

So I can PRAY.