STUDENT IN THE PEWS
Silently amid the congregation,
savor every word, I must!
Tucked I am among sagacious giants,
gleaning from the wise and just
Underneath the shade of wisdom's shadow,
reaping lessons in repose
Downward falls the tender trickling teachings,
much in spite of my depose
Everyone around me like a river,
feeds my roots now deeply grown
No one asking for a pound or penny
for the precious seed they've sown
Thoughtfully they tend these chutes and buddings,
never knowing if I've bloomed
In this fertile living soil growing
fruits of wisdom I've consumed
Nurture now for time is short and fleeting,
one day I'll be moving on
Time ticks on that universal treasure,
only lost and can't be won
Here amid this holy congregation,
I will take their torch in hand
Ensign burning bright with faith-filled stories
guides me through new paths unplanned
Putting all my faith in God who giveth,
trusting much like those who taught
Each inspired pray-filled talk or lesson,
theirs will never be for naught
Woe to such who let the Word lay idle
on the shelf and gather dust
Student in the pews among the giants,
savor every word. You must!
