Leaves and Sprigs... A Poem?

Hello my dears, happy Thursday!

I've mentioned before that I very rarely write poetry, but last night I had these lines and phrases running through my head for hours, so I wrote them down and this morning I filled in the rest. :P I feel like the rhythm is a tad wonky still, but I did my best to straighten it out somewhat.

(A quick tip for reading poetry if you don't very often- only pause, whether you're reading out loud or in your head, when there's some type of punctuation and not just when a line breaks. For example: I see you stand in the corner, *pause* watching her every move, *pause*, etc. Just like reading prose. But anyway. :P)

Without further ado, here it is:

Leaves and Sprigs

~Alayna Stephens~

I see you

Stand in the corner, watching her every move,

Then you go home

And come back next week wearing those same shoes.

But I know that

You don’t wear them when you’re alone.

You’re different when you’re alone.

I see you

Weave leaves and sprigs into a crown

But you’re too scared

Of all the stares so you leave it on the ground.

But I know that

You’d wear it if you were alone.

You’re different when you’re alone.

I’ve been there too.

I find myself studying, copying, imitating

But it never feels right

Because I’m not like them, I can’t change myself.

I’ve wished I could

Just be like everyone else.

“God, why didn’t you make me like everyone else?”

But God sees us.

It makes Him smile when you wear that crown

And dance in the backyard when no one’s around.

And He made you

To love cowgirl boots and nerd T-shirts and

There’s no need to try and hide it because

He knows you.

He knows you better than anyone else,

He knows you better than you know yourself.

If they saw you

As you really are, were meant to be,

They’d probably stare

But who are they to decide what’s beautiful?

It’s not for them

But for God’s delight you’ve been created.

You can’t be someone else because He only makes one of each.

Nobody can be another you, He only makes one of each.

And live not to impress others with your originality

But glorify your Creator with your vivacity.

Guess what, life’s not about us but rather

About the One who’s now our adopted Father.

Just remember that you’re free now.

Free to be yourself now.

Let them see Him

By joyously pointing up to Heaven,

No need to see you

You’ve been found by the eyes that matter.

So dance for Him

Even when there are others watching.

Dance though the whole world may be watching.

Thanks for reading, my dears, my ramble-readers!

-Alayna

P.S.- Oops, accidentally published before I was quite finished, haha. Also feel free to comment with any thoughts! :)