When I feel small
By Madison Gotthardt
Sometimes I feel small.
I see the moon shining bright in a sea of black.
I see a sparkling ocean under the twinkling stars.
I see trees that compare to a magical beanstalk.
And then I think of how great my God is.
I think of what’s under the sparkling ocean.
I think of what’s farther than the bright moon.
I think of what made the beanstalk-like trees.
My God is amazing.
My God is greater than me.
My God created me.
Sometimes I like being small.
2 Replies to “When I Feel Small.”
This is so good and deep! Nice Madison!
I love your writings! Keep it up Madison. These bless me!