MY YELLOW
ROOM
I loved my
room,
my yellow
room,
as it took
away
my morning
gloom.
The two green
swinging doors
that lead
into my room
were so cute
to me
as they would
swish & swoosh.
I would swish
into the closet
and out to my
front door.
I would
swoosh into my room
and outside
onto the patio floor.
My room was
very nice
for a young teenage girl,
but I took
life for granted
not knowing
the Creator of my world.
Not thinking
of anything
but me,
myself and I.
I would lock
myself up
in my yellow
room and cry.
Then one
night, from a far away country,
two
missionaries came into my room.
They shared
how God's love
could take
away my gloom.
As they sat
with me on the end of my bed,
we read
through the “four spiritual laws”
and they ask
if I would bow my head.
“Jesus,
will you come into my heart?” I said,
and out of my
yellow room,
through
those two green doors I swirled,
a brand new teenage girl
trusting in
God the Savior of my world!
by lllbh 2011
