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Grump

by Melissa Shepherd

(© Copyright 2006-2009)

 

 

Grump, Grump, Grump . . .

I sat on a lumpy lump

- till all was fair –

- and I could finally fall away there.

 

My husband calls to me “grump!”

He says I’m not a morning goody.

I say my emotions are a lump,

And I’m not just a touring loody.

 

What does it mean – that I have sat?

What does it mean – on a lump I am flat?

The lump is my depression –

Depression throughout this life session.

 

It tries to take control.

My mornings are the worst,

It has me stuck to its polarity pole –

Until I’m so dry I thirst.

 

I thirst for joy.

I thirst for a smile.

I search for a decoy,

Until I can see my Lord for a while.

 

He calls to me from far.

He calls to my soul.

Far away I feel sometimes,

With this depression in a deep lull.

 

How can I get out of forsaken

What to do when I’m in this lump?

My Lord says to trust in

- His love that has taken

- to His eternity . . .

 

 

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