Empty

And while suffering
Going through what you go through
I will do nothing
Except get down on my knees
Hands praying to God for you

Rejoice. Joyful noise
Pray for whatever you will
Mysterious ways
How God does his holy work
If nothing happens, don't fret

God is not finished
With you yet. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait
Remember the meek
For what it is worth because
They shall inherit the Earth

Do not worry Lamb
I do naught, therefore I am
Keep everyone in
Your thoughts and prayers
Nothing else to do these days

Inspired by something I read on someone’s blog earlier today but I cannot find the site right now 😦 Sorry! FYI: I think Dad would be proud of this poem!

Sam