Loops, Groups or Cute?

I remember when my kids were young
As they drew they would stick out their tongue
It would waggle and squirm
As the each took a turn
To drag different colors along

One of them scribbled in groups
Another just made little loops
The third one would move
The pencils so smooth
They’d meander so it looked cute

Our lives can are much the same
In groups or in loops or quite tame
But with Jesus along
My heart sings a song
I’ll never meander again

 

In response to the daily promptĀ Meander