Poem August 9, 1975 Issue

What Do I Have?

Laurie Joy Haas

I have something that is very special to me.

It doesn't fit into a box
Or a closet
Or a bowl.
I can't see it at the store
Or the seashore
Or the carnival.
I can't sniff it like perfume
Or warm bread
Or wild flowers.
I can't taste it like ice cream
Or birthday cake
Or candy.
I can't feel it like rain
Or wind
Or snow.
I can't hear it like chirping
Or croaking
Or pecking.
But I know it's there!

It's something that tells me what to do when I'm alone,
Shows me I'm strong when I need to keep going,
Helps me think of the best ways to help somebody else,
Makes me happy whenever I think about it.
It makes me a good sport, a good student,
a good helper.

Did you guess what I have?

What I have is God's love.
And you have it, too!

Laurie Joy Haas

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