[NicknamedBob]

I’m Occupied

You may call it talent,
I know the truth inside,
There is a spirit that moves in,
And occupies my hide.

I’m just an empty glove most days,
Not handy at this task,
And then I’m filled with something,
For which I didn’t ask.

The words flow out unbidden,
The meanings almost clear,
And when I read them at the end,
I too may shed a tear.

For Someone has been helping,
It isn’t only me.
The time goes by as in a fugue,
I’m occupied, you see.

NicknamedBob . . . February 28, 2006

[Mama_Bear]

:-) Well, thank you again for sharing your God-given talent with us.

[luvie]

Bob...that's wonderful. I shed a tear at the end, too, thinking of your hand and mind being guided by Someone bigger than you are. Your talent is great and your spirit is humble..a good combination.

[MEG33]

Thank you,Bob.

[Billie]

I really like that one, Bob! Thanks for your talents (it *is* talent, don't argue) :)

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

: )

humble, modest