I am...
"I am that I am," said the Lord God on high.
Now my teacher is asking me who am I.
That all depends, who am I compared to who?
Who am I to God, to my parents, to you?
I'm a sister to three, a daughter to two,
A cousin to many, and a poet to you,
A granddaughter to four, a mother of none,
A nanny to two, and a child to The Son.
A neighbor to several, a master to one,
A student to five, just a number to some,
A friend to many, and a kind heart to all,
To children I'm big, but to God I am small.
So my friend, it's not a fair question, you see.
Who am I to my peers, to my friends, or to me?
When I look in the mirror, and I see myself,
It's not with the same point of view as an elf.
When I look at myself, I see but a girl,
A girl who needs love like the rest of the world.
I am five foot four, and just average in weight,
But my body does not determine my fate.
I am just a seventeen year old Christian,
Who really likes to talk, read, write, and listen.
I'm a lover of family, music, and friends.
I'm so many things that the list never ends.
I may have wavy brown hair, and bright blue eyes,
But that doesn't matter to the Maker of Skies.
Jesus is Lord, and that's all I need to know,
To smile often, to love, to prosper, and grow.
Words can't explain the depths of my soul or mind.
I'm a rare individual, one of a kind.
"I am that I am." What else is there to say?
God said best what's impossible to explain.