Louis Gander is a story teller in poetry form. Many poems are true and many are not. He thanks all those who have spread the word of his free poetry. His prayer is that through his poetry, this world can become a safer, respectful, loving, forgiving, more peaceful place.

December 15, 2021

This Fragile Snowflake 12-15-21


"Ouch!" had screamed this fragile snowflake, on sad and frightful day.
I wanted so, to cry sad tears, but knew I'd melt away.
So stayed, I did, pressed right between some others who were crushed
under heel of rubber boot that stomped through snow's upper crust.

Complaining started one by one among this doom and gloom.
Complaints crescendoed even more, "Move over!  Give me room!"
But prayed I did so quietly ignoring all who screamed.
Then anger overtook them all, I prayed for days, it seemed.

I knew that rubber boot had started this whole wickedness,
but also knew that we, now one, began to coalesce.
They then supported one another, each and everyone,
but I, a loner, kept my place until they all were done.

We froze together into one thick block of solid ice.
But then the snow around us now was not so very nice.
They scoffed and laughed and scoffed and laughed at all us frozen here,
laughed and pointed fingers at- and then would cruelly sneer.

Harassment, we call it.  Certainly, harassment it was.
However, this snowflake ignored it.  And maybe just because
my Savior lived through suffering- and so much more than this.
So I enjoyed His sunshine, His radiance and the bliss.

The day had turned to nighttime, then nighttime again to day
and this is what then happened- happened this ironic way.
The sun got hotter- and while melting the defenseless snow,
we were iced tightly together and weathered it so slow.

Now we, iced together, were pointing and laughing at them!
And all we would do was to angerly judge and condemn.
But I didn't bother.  I simply prayed and prayed and prayed,
that we would soon learn forgiveness, just as Jesus displayed.

Did God send that wicked boot- to ice us all together
so we would not succumb to the sun's bright, warmer weather?
Most snowflakes don't know of God's blessings.  They don't have a clue.
But this fragile snowflake sees His greatest gift.  I sure do.

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Luke 23:34
“Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do..."

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This fragile snowflake will soon be gone,
but we all knew this all along.
There's a time to live and a time to die.
It's in God's plan and He knows why.

So pray that God's Will, will be done,
from night to night and sun to sun.
Enjoy each day that God has giv'n
until we meet again in Heav'n.

~louis gander ©2021

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