Blocks

I enjoy writing Poems and Songs and have been thinking this would be a good forum to share. So here’s one that I thought of as I helped my son with Lego blocks the other day.

There’s always Heart Break,
Of course there’s Joy.
How about Finances,
New Experiences oh and Friends.

I’ve come to see all these things for something new.
Something more than just face value.
Each one has built me, changed me
Caused a stumble but helped me be.
The blocks that shaped my life and path.
How many blocks? Well, just can’t do that math.

There’s a Master Builder who controls each block
Shapes it, fits it into just the right spot.
I look back and know I’ve knocked over a few
And yes, tried to trade at least one or two.
But that next thing, a sweet blessing or barren wasteland
That next block will be shaped by my Master’s hand.