Little Ol’ Me

I am small, a little thing

still childlike

in all I do and say.

And there around me,

Brains apt in the art

Of manipulation

and frowning

the smile on my face.

It’s more than

Anyone can bare,

Let alone little ol’

Me.

But there I become,

white lioness,

Prowling around

With my King

at my side

as my enemies

Watch Your

glory escape

All inches of

You.

Your brilliance,

More than the sun,

More than all I could

ever expect for

little ol’ me.