Thank You Lord Poem by Kellsey Hartmann

When things seem harsh
I may fall or slip
or catch myself
after I give lip

I may make a mess
or say things mean
my sense of judgement
isn't always keen

sometimes
I think then speak
but sadly, it's reverse
I'm human and weak

I was given free will
and sometimes I'm severe
sometimes I say things
though my reasons aren't clear

but in the end
I always remember You
even if it takes a while
and I read a verse or two

then I know I was wrong
Then I see
I see my answers
not always written plainly

it just takes time
and a little prayer
but with each day
I'm getting there

Thank You Lord