I lack the patience, my Lord, to draw
Every petal and stem
Every pebble, hair, and claw
As carefully as a gem
I lack the readiness, my Lord, to paint
Every daisy the same
I lack the diligence and love of a saint
To loudly, repeatedly proclaim
I lack the discipline, my Lord, by far
To sit with you a while
And yet your patience, my Lord, still draws
On me a simple smile
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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