I'm putting things in order now,
Of the things I've bound self of.
I'm matching up the socks I own,
And my hats with scarves and gloves.
I seem to have one of this and thats,
Seems nothing really matches.
I need to toss some out I know,
But my mind this dilemma snatches!
I need to get my life in tune,
With what really has matter.
Though sometimes I feel my lifes run amuck,
An Alice in Wounderlands Mad Hatter!
Making changes to it all,
So that a more Godly view you'll see.
Getting things out of this path I walk,
Is really all God wants of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem