More Poetic Stuff

Dear Jesus,
When I am mad,
I forget that it makes you sad.
But I’ll try my best to be good,
Like I know I should.

When I get snappy,
It doesn’t make You happy.
So I’ll try to talk in a kind way,
Every day.

I love you Jesus.
-Chloe
Nov. 14th, 2006

And...

Please, Jesus,
Help me to share,
Instead of starting to compare.
At least I have a Mommy who cares.

Help me not to fight.
Instead, help me to look to the light,
And to do what’s right.

-Chloe
Nov. 17th, 2006