Broken Toys

[75 words] As children bring their broken toysWith tears for us to mend,I brought my broken dreams to God,Because He was my friend.But then instead of leaving HimIn peace to work alone,I hung around and tried to help,With ways that were my own.At last I snatched them back and cried,“How can you be so slow?””My child,” He said,”What could I do? You never did let go.”…