Gushing excitement explodes endogeneously
Alms in my palms the Russian egg layed.
Unfurl it, unimped it-fast!
Woah-a glamourous angle glares inside my pupils.
Cherished and treasured it will be forever-or at least vowed I.
Herculean homework, charging chores, pestering practices
Daily cycles with an unseen finish line
Time waverd into thin air.
Perished is the vow once I made
Behind and deserted lay the hurt Russian egg
Lord-this I pray, present me another chance to cherish you;without end.
Metacognitive:
Russian eggs are highly treasured in Russia, for they are meticulously crafted. A surprise (blessings and burdens) always lay inside the egg itself. Like my relationship with God, at first, I treasured it so much; but as time wavered, excuses stacked themselves infront. Forgotten and deserted I layed our relationship. Yup-the chances rose up many times, and our relationship is now healing.
