Trust and not just Tries

I want to write a poem

To put my mind at ease

I’m not like Jeroboam 

I’ve started keeping bees

I’m not a protozoam

I live now in the trees

I’m missing all the ho-hum 

I want to come home please

At times I feel like Gollum 

I want to be Samwise

I’ve lost my Rosey Cotton

My hive of cow brown eyes

I want to be a column 

Of trust and not just tries

I’m praying for shalom

From our Father in the skies