Treasure Island

Patti Masterman


The Difference Between Age and Wisdom


Back when I was young:

Is God the ornery rascal
Who dailies with our dreams,
And gives us what we need,
Whatever it might seem.

And now that I am older:

I thank God every day
That in his wisdom vaunted,
He gave me what I needed-
And never what I wanted.

Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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  • Smoky Hoss (10/7/2013 5:54:00 PM)

    A ten-plus for certain, one of my favorites. Such truth, wisdom, and life. (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (10/5/2013 7:01:00 AM)

    A proof that God gives wisdom with age for you are living proof Patti well said! ...regards (Report) Reply

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