Thoughts

Thoughts

My thoughts are as swans,
They flutter on,
Day by day,
They’re sometimes bad,
I do regret,
They’re sometimes sweet,
God loves that,
For moments though that which I love,
My thoughts are of the Lord above,
Of how He loves a girl like me?
A holy, blameless girl To Be?
I think of how He bore the pain,
To set a sinful world of shame,
Free to be forever more,
That if they only accept His Name!
May I never boast of I?
But of the One whom gave to I,
The gift . . . to think.

Poem wrote for my 7th grade english class, just for my athiestic teacher.

From Hi5's *!Ah Christian Poetry Corner!*