Lord
You keep
Dealing
Body blows
I guess
If dreams
Are to happen
You are
The Only Way
It will happen
Soften my heart
Cause either
I want
Too much
Or I’m
Putting my faith
Where it is
Not needed
Lord
You keep
Dealing
Body blows
I guess
If dreams
Are to happen
You are
The Only Way
It will happen
Soften my heart
Cause either
I want
Too much
Or I’m
Putting my faith
Where it is
Not needed
A little
Smile as
I look
Out the window
At goats dancing
Children playing
And green grass
Basking in
A welcome drizzle
Presently
Trying to remain
In the Presence
Of the Power
Of the
Only One
Who always
Desires my
Undivided attention
What’s in your cart?
What are you reading?
Any summer vacations?
What is making you smile?
What are you cooking?
Nothing
Rereading old favorites
Mountains
Internet being restored
Eggs