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This is a very touching poem, but I see more in it than the other two who have commented seemed to see.
Tell me if I'm wrong, but this seems to be a prayer to God, from a child who is being abused by someone they trust. Thus, "Don't you tell your mommy" and "You know that I love you"
It breaks my heart to hear of children in this situation, or ANY type of abuse. I feel that we, as adults, are privileged to be trusted by God with the task of raising a child, and teaching them right from wrong. The child always trusts the adults in their life to protect them. We owe it to them to live up to that trust.
I'm going to read this to my nine year old grandson. Wednesday night is our practice spelling night. He has this new habit of asking me tough questions the minute I pull out of his driveway with him and his 5 year old brother in tow. It's become a game...lets stump Grandma in how many blocks? Tonight's question was how should we pray, Grandma? Why? When and how do we know God's listening? On your knees came to mind. Thank you... for loaning me the opening line to tonight's stumper.
Anthony: If I read it right, this poem is largely a prayer. That's the way I took it. It expressed what we often feel in and after prayer. We want sunshine and answers. We get rain and questions. Aha! But that's where faith comes into the picture. When we pray with faith the right answers come. Not our answers...the right answers. Sometimes the answer is rain. Without rain there would be no flowers or vegetables or grass or anything. See, you have me thinking about these things. A good poem does that to us. It makes us think some. Thanks! Dale
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