The Suit
And then I cried to the tailor
This suit is unacceptable
It's a beautiful suit he said
I said the arms are too long
The legs are too short, the shoulders
are too narrow and the
bottom is too big
And oh the color
And oh what kind of material is this
I want to give it back
The tailor replied
This is a suit of finest qualities
Its fabric is of a million cells
It's color of a heavenly hue picked by me and different from all others
The arms, legs, shoulders and bottom
were formed just for you,
they are your nature, your spirit
There are many precious gifts woven
into your suit It has skin and bones for
strength It has hands and feet to grasp
and walk and it has a brain to think
I created your suit to last a lifetime
Be proud of It's color, it's
form and It’s nature
For the next suit I give you
will be beyond all you can imagine