THE INSIDE OF ME

THE HOUSE INSIDE OF ME---------------------------------------I have a house inside of me,A house that people never see.It has a door through which none pass,With windows, but they are not glass.Sometimes I like to go inside,A safe place in which I hide,Where I doctor up my wounded pride,When I've been treated rough outside.Sometimes when I've been to blame,I go inside and blush with shame,Then get my mind in better frame,And my tongue and temper sane.Sometimes I meet my Lord there,He stoops down to hear my prayer,To heal my wounds and cure my care,And makes me strong to do and dare.Then after I am made quite strong,And things are right that were once wrong,I go outside where I belong,To sing a new and happy song.Once there I'll hear the people say,"You're blithe, bonny, so good and gay."And it's because I really feel that way,But they don't know the price I pay.You have a house inside of you too,Where you can fight your battles through,God will tell you what to do,To make your heart both strong and true. BY enchantedmountainpoems.com