Once I Was A Mess Poem by Randy McClave

Once I Was A Mess



I was once a total mess
Unto that fact I will happily confess,
Every day of mine was a total stress
My next step, was always a struggle or a guess.

People placed their burdens in my bag
Upon me they then placed a red flag,
Soon my shoulder began to sag
Then soon the burdens were so heavy, that sack I did drag.

I then got tried and worried of all that strife
The pain and corruption was rife,
I was ready for the undertaker to play his fife
Because, I didn't want that in my life.

Before, I walked through the field of heather
I remembered the past storms and the bad weather,
God then made my load as light as a feather
God, kept my life together.

Randy L. McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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