College Life

Another poem: Apparently I like writing longer poems. This one was also written the same as "This Path of Life" for an investigator on my mission who liked poetry:

A mother's love
For her child
Is unlike any other
Or so I've been told

Once I knew a story
Of a Father wise and pure
They say He loves His children
More perfect that a mother (Isaiah 49:15-16)

As we all know, children grow
And oft times go astray
But whenever they wish to come back
We always help them find their way

This Father that I spoke of before
Is mine and yours in heav'n above
But where is He? And why are we
Here on this Earth with pain and grief?

Well here is where the story continues
Our Father raised us, til our spirits grew
But still we lacked a few things
A body like His and our "Master's Degree"

Here on this Earth is college life
Where we have to learn all on our own
A place to learn to be
All that we can and learn to grow

But we haven't been left
With nothing to help
He's given us a few
Very special tools

A Bible and a Book of Mormon
Serve together as textbooks
And prophets today that know
Our needs are our professors.

But this is not all
We have been given
We have two more tools
More special than these


Any time we need to call
And ask for help or guidance
All we have to really do is
Get on our knees and pray

The Holy Ghost He's sent
To answer us, and act
As a tutor in anything
That we might need.

And with all these tools
We cannot fail for One
Has come before us
Christ our Savior.

He's taken all our courses
Knows the answers all by heart
And when we need that extra help
He's always there to guide us.

Now sometimes, by chance or fault
We may hurt another
We aim to please but sometimes fail
To show others how much we really care

But even as a mother
When once child hurts another
You may feel sad, to see one hurt
But still you love them both

And so it is with our Father above
When we by chance mess up and fail
His love is still there, perfect and pure
And to those we may hurt He cares for them
Just as He does for you and me.

While on this path of college life
We make mistakes to learn and grow
But when we pass, no matter how long
He's waiting for you with arms open wide