It happens every day I wake
My early morning “thankful” break
When I meet God ’bout halfway there
And offer up a simple prayer.
There can be tears I must admit
Sometimes I find it hard to quit
But even harder through the day
When I would rather run away.
That’s not an action worthy of
The special depths of mother love
I’ll have to learn as best I can
That God must have a better plan !
I have been slipping up lately…
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Do you mean forgetting some ? Me too, mind is too cluttered and not enogh time to get little jobs done ? I’m writing notes on small squares of paper and taping to relevant sections about the house, living alone all these years is taking it’s toll ! I am still dependent on walker to get about, bummers ! Life sure plays tricks on us all, be well and go slowly ! You guys have your hands full now, eh ? Looks like we are accelerating daily, think God is getting more annoyed ? Hahaha !
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