Thank you Lord
I got something done
Not breaking any records
Not always fun.
One foot in front of the other...
That's the best I can do-
Moving forward you get me through.
Snail like can seem the pace
But no one minds
No pressure, no race.
You certainly are good to me.
Although at times I sometimes bleed-
And twist my knee and bruise my foot at times I feel a little kaput.
Made it through another day...
Praise the Lord!
Is what I say.
Tonight starts my day of rest with peaceful sleep I am always blessed.
You bless our basket and bless our store...
Why look to man?
You give so much more.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A positive outlook is pervasive in this poem. Nicely done
Thanks Soren, got 10 hours sleep!
Phew breath a sigh of relief ..
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