i got up early one morning
and rushed right through the day;
i had so much to accomplish
that i didn't have time to pray.
problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task.
"why doesn't god help me?" i wondered.
he answered, "you didn't ask."
i wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, Grey and bleak,
he said "you didn't seek."
i tried to come into gods presence;
i used all my keys at the lock.
god gently and lovingly chided,
"my child, you didn't knock."
i woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day,
i had so much to accomplish
that i had to take time to pray.
