The frost that clouds my window pane
Left over from the icy rain
Fogs the view from my balcony
Posing this deep dark mystery
That begs an answer loud and clear
I can’t remember why I’m here.
Remind me Lord what I must do
To keep in harmony with You.
Be fair and just and kind and wise
Remember truth discard the lies
Help the poor and defend the weak
And thank the Lord each time I speak.
Claire V. Bogdanos 