Musings of A Tadpole

I don’t see myself as poet or author. I’m just a woman who finds solace in the process of writing. It’s a spiritual journey. When I write I feel like I am sitting with God. Some of the content might be offensive; it’s not directed at anyone. I put my raw feelings down and sometimes it’s not pretty. Life isn't always wrapped in a beautiful package. I have learned to deal with this by writing. I hope these words speak to your heart as they have mine! ~Andrea~

Jul 29, 2011

Begging for Crumbs

by Andrea Tadpole

I realized last night
I have wasted my life
Sitting under the table
Begging for crumbs
That never come

When God has a banquet
Prepared in another
Space and time

I'm not sure why
It has taken me so long
To release myself from
The pain of rejection
That comes from waiting
For little scraps of
Attention
Affection
Just some little sign
That never appears

Yet now that the scales
That blinded me
Have lifted
I've set myself free

No more
It ends here
Now

I'm not wasting my life
Waiting under a table
Begging for crumbs
That never come

Musings of A Tadpole

Jul 29, 2011

Begging for Crumbs

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