“So do not fear … I will strengthen you and help you.” Isaiah 41:10
CRASH! The bowl hit the floor,
Mom had just step out the door.
“Back in a minute,” was what she said,
They had one minute before they were dead.
“Quick grab the broom,
It’s in the closet in the bathroom.”
Squirrel skidded as fast as she could,
Sliding in her socks across the wood.
A few quick sweeps and the mess was clean,
Swept under the couch the spaghetti was unseen.
Back in their chairs the two girls leaped.
Neither one was to say a peep.
In the door mom came in,
“Everything okay? Any problems?”
“No none at all,” came their reply.
And there it was; a little white lie.
Things went well for a while,
Mom didn’t expect the hidden spaghetti pile.
But then things began to smell,
Something was wrong, mom could tell.
The stench didn’t take long for mom to sniff out,
Especially when she saw the hidden amount,
Moldy spaghetti stuck to the floor,
They couldn’t hide it anymore.
Mom turned around disappointment in her eye,
Not for the mess but for the lie.
“Tell me next time won’t you please,
But for this time, start scrubbin’ on your knees.”
When have you ever told a lie? How did it make you feel when you told it? When someone found out?