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Sunday, 11 November 2018

The Cape

Today it's dress up day;
I'm wearing a cardigan that swooshes like a cape
so today, when I know how much it will ache
I wear my cardigan like it's a cape.

Emergency beards from Amazon
have got nothing on tonight's disguise.
Today when I know my face won't tell you lies,
I wear my capedigan, and take to the skies.

I put on the funkiest tune that I own
and the cape dances with me as I swoosh round my home.
I know later that I'll have to look you in the face,
but for now, I'm twirling around in my cape.

Darkness falls as the sun bids farewell,
and my heart is void of feelings of hate-
they belong to yesterday, but I don't want to be late,
so I leave the house, coat on over my cape.

And when I step inside that familiar place,
I'll take off my coat and show off my cape.
I'll be warm and cosy, and won't have to hide,
and no-one will know how hard I had to fight.

Today's a new day,
the first day,
where it begins.
It's only a cardi -
it won't give me wings,
but if it helps me smile as I swoosh into view
then swooshing is exactly what I'm gonna do!

Inevitably I'll discover the cape is a patch,
it won't fix my problem – the feeling will pass.
I want more than an add-on; an update to an app,
I need real confidence and stability that lasts.

So I look to my heavenly Father above,
I seek His presence and knowledge of His love,
my Lord looks at me and sees beyond my cape
and yet He still loves me and shows me His grace.

Finally I see where my real strength resides,
I'm no superhero, yet I know it's inside,
because I'm infused with the inner strength of Christ,
so I take off my cape and step into the Light.

Today it's dress up day;
I'm wearing a cardigan that swooshes like a cape.
But it's late, and I'm tired of bearing the weight
so I lean on my Father and leave off my cape.