Discipline
Disciplining
Disciple – ing
Disciple
I don’t like the pain
Of choices I’ve made;
The scars of mistakes past.
I don’t like to be reminded
Of poor judgements, wilfulness
and closed eyed running
away,
crying, “You can’t catch me!”
like a naughty child.
But You did.
At times your love hurt,
Your unasked for care
Tasted vinegar bitter.
But you loved
Loved enough to hurt me
Loved enough to open my heart’s eyes
Loved enough
To take all the pain forever
And to make me whole.
Loved enough
To call me your child.
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