Rocks and Boulders
My backpack is full with many rocks
Of things only I must do.
Responsibilities that belong to me
Things I can't dump on you.
A boulder, on the other hand,
When it is thrown into my life
I need help and prayer from family and friends
For this bolder creates great strife.
The rocks are mine and mine alone
But I need others when the boulders roll in.
The boulders are hard and crushes my spirit
So only with friends and prayer can I win.
So the rocks I'll handle all by myself
But when the boulders roll in I need you.
It's not if but when these boulders move in
Then you will need friends and many prayers too.
Sue McCollum ©
9-16-19