Tender Times

I remember being young,

The piano - I could play!

I never had a lesson,

But I could really play!

I'd move my fingers like I'd seen,

And music flowed and flowed!

I really had a talent then,

For I could so pretend!

Now that I am all grown up 

I still pretend to play,

I never took a lesson 

But it's still so fun to play!

Thank You, Lord, for simple joys,

For each pleasant, tender time -

For sweet imaginations,

And hearts with You that rhyme!!!

Lezza Kuzzin Poetry 2016

Philippians 4:4

2 Corinthians 13:14

Amos 3:3

Mark 9:23