A Bucket Full of Holes

For years I felt like a bucket
that had been shot full of holes.
all the love and energy that was put into it
came pouring out as fast as it went in.
Then I found you Lord.
Now the holes have all been patched
and I feel alive again.
Full of life, love, and happiness.
I realize occasionally my bucket
could still spring a leak
but I feel confident that you will be there,
to help me to repair the leak,
before it gets out of hand.
And though I know my bucket
looks tattered and worn,
I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
Because each dent and patched hole represents
a struggle in my life that has made me
the unique individual I am today.
And right now I am very pleased
with the unique individual that I have become.