In Due Time
As a child, I prayed
for difficulties to test me,
guilt-ridden by small-town comfort.
Trees spoke, the wind sang
till I tempted and shunned them,
grew toward voracious avarice,
then prayed for relief from
pain I created.
for difficulties to test me,
guilt-ridden by small-town comfort.
Trees spoke, the wind sang
till I tempted and shunned them,
grew toward voracious avarice,
then prayed for relief from
pain I created.
Douglas S. Malan is a blessed family
man, writer, and artist living in New England.
Very good Douglas
ReplyDelete"In Due Time" touches the heart of this reader.
A plight that affects us all, one way or
another. Good writing.
Yancy
Dear Douglas,
ReplyDeleteI like your use of personification in this poem as well as the wisdom it contains.
Thank you.
Michael
Gentlemen, thank you for taking time to read and provide thoughtful, kind comments. I enjoy being part of this community.
ReplyDeleteIts a sure thing Douglas,
Delete"In due time" we get to Know one another very well
Reading each of us, exposes us. I love being
exposed to what you write.
Yancy