A poem of failure...turned to success...to failure...etc..It's about living, and the way we handle it! View table of contents...

Submitted: Feb 3, 2007    Reads: 58    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I get up in the morning,

filled with anger, or with strife;

then I spend time with my Father

and He starts to smooth my life...

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He starts out by reminding me

how unique I truly am,

and that He really loves me,

so I do the best I can.

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I try to love my brothers,

and sisters, too, that day

and walk close to my Father,

as He glides along the way.

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And soon the day is over,

and I look back wistfully

at how much fun we had,

so filled with bliss were we.

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Then I get up in the morning,

filled with anger, or with strife;

I spend time with my Father,

and He starts to smooth my life...

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