Brittany Lee Allen

The Control We Don’t Have (a poem)

I hear myself say it.“Oh, how I wish he’d let goof the control he doesn’t have.”And my heart is pricked.Because I know,that’s a word for me too. An anxious mamamothering an anxious little boy.I think,what could be a biggertrain wreck?But I know God is trustworthy.And he’s given us each other.A mama who can empathizeand a […]