If I wasn't me, who would I want to be?

by CRAFTY KEN   Aug 17, 2019

If I wasn’t me, who would I want to be?

Surely as some may think, I would not want to be a bumble bee, maybe a spider to sit on your knee? Maybe an Eagle, from on high, I could watch the kids with my sharp eyes.

Maybe a high mountain overlooking a vast plain, drinking in all the summer's rain, laughing at those who try to reach my crest, most fail, even the best.

Maybe a birthday cake, with candles that you can’t blow out, giving much laughter, and, how the kids would shout! Maybe a smart car, pleasing the wife, sterring drinkers away from the Bar.

Maybe a giraffe, walking high above the traffic, wearing eight different colorful neck ties.

Maybe a Clown, spreading joy and laughter all around, noticed by an Agent, soon, Circus bound. Maybe a big Band leader, waving my wand I bring forth a beautiful tune, as the violins play, the ladies swoon.

Maybe a billionaire not having a worry or care! But I choose to remain me, because of all my trails and fears, Ive’ learned to be caring, tenderhaearted to the broken hearted, not just thinking of the big *I, or pie in the Sky.

*For God resists the proud, but gives grace to the humble, humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, and he will exalt you in due season.

Author Ken
August 17, 2019


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  • 5 months ago

    by Truth Bringer

    hehe i think about who i might want to be but always come back to wanting to be me