When I was young and my mind was small
My problem’s got quite out of hand
But then as I grew and my mind grew too
I learned to accept each command.
As problems arise, and problems do
I divide them in equal lot
And do what I can to understand
And don’t try to be what I’m not.
If problems get huge as is often the case
I imagine myself as a friend
I trim off the edges and tackle the heart
And it usually works out in the end.
I do what I think is best for the most
For the longest possible time
I’m rewarded for doing the best I know how
With a peace that is most sublime.
When folks look at me like I’m kind of a nut
I just toss it aside with a grin
For I know I can’t tackle the problems with out
If I’m lacking peace within.
Martha Martin
This poem was written and published in The Times Poetry Corner in 1971. That was the year I graduated from high school. The author is my mother and with her permission am putting together her series of writings to be offered as an inspirational book of poems and stories.
She always says her poems were a gift from God. As I read and format them I am filled with light and love. They are often timeless in nature and I look forward to offering them up in the near future.
All my love,
Martha's daughter Sally
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