Wednesday, March 23, 2016


by Cheryl Merrick

Fearing disapproval,
I bury my talents.

Hoping for acceptance,
I try to be like others.

Endless details
done to please people
fill my day.

Thinking I am doing
what is expected of me,
I neglect my gifts.

Till, at last,
I remember the giver of all gifts,
and seeking only
His Approval,
begin to share my talents.

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