There are these days that come and go
When pain is all I ever know
It seems I can’t remember how
It used to be before right now.
I simply get too tired to think
And ofttimes tremble on the brink
But I recall that God is there
And hears our every single prayer.
I only hope my timing’s right
Perhaps this will be my tonight
Oh Lord above, look down on me
And share a bit of sympathy !
Sometimes I fear I cannot bear
The lonliness of life’s despair
I see the children on the street
Their vacant eyes dimmed by defeat.
Compared to those of long ago
When ambition was clear to show
With spunk and guts they vanquished fear
While spirits channeled strength and cheer.
They did not cower in some cave
But learned how proper folk behave
They mimicked those who came before
They worked and saved and worked some more.
They learned the language, customs too
Embraced the challenges they knew
And in the end their courage won
Look now to see how far they’ve come !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 