July 8, 2020
Discarded words piled on the floor.
Can they be used and made to soar?
They would not fit into the rhyme.
They just weren’t right, perhaps next time.
One day they’ll find their place and know
The perfect way to shine and glow.
Their time will come. They’ll be just right,
The words we need to see the light.
Sometimes words need to wait their turn,
And patience is so hard to learn.
So many other words get used,
They sit abandoned and confused.
But one bright day their time will come,
The perfect word to sing or hum.
I pray we each can find our song,
Sing out to God the whole day long.