(The) "W" in the Sky

 

Here's another one of my favorite poems I've written. This one was written my junior year in high school.

The “W” in the Sky

How small and insignificant I feel;

I really don’t know why I’m here,

Nor why I should be;

No one really seems to care.

But, oh, my friend, that’s not true.

Look up in the stars--

What do you see?

Why, Lord, so many stars--

But I don’t understand…

Oh, now I see!

It’s...it’s a “W”--

But what does it mean?

Wendy, you are important in My sight,

Don’t you see?

I died for you on Calvary--

It was for you that I died.

Your sins are washed away,

And there’s a home for you in heaven

If you will only accept.

Oh, yes, Jesus--I accept!

But, Master, why me?

I was cruel enough to kill You,

My sins are washed away, yes,

But what can I do in return

For all You’ve done for me?

My child, listen…

All you must do is accept My gift,

Share it with others,

Live your life right--I’ll help!

You have many talents--

I know, I gave them to you…

Take, for instance, the one you’re using now--

Poetry, it’s another of My gifts. 

If you’ll use it right,

You could win souls, maybe.

Look, I give you words to describe

Some of the majestic splendor I show you.

Yes, my Lord, I thank You. 

But sometimes the words just don’t come--

Then others they just build up

Until I feel as if I’ll explode.

I also thank You for the privilege

That I can talk to You.

Please help me to continue growing in You.

Thank You, also, for all my wonderful friends.

I know You do love me--

And I’ll always think of the “W” in the sky!

Wendy Kaye

                                         (October 14, 1979)

I posted another "W" poem over on one of my other blogs today, Granmumsy's Musings.