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Troubled

Sands of time under my feet; guide me through week to week. Worries I try to put behind, chase me through my drowning mind. These troubles never seem to pass; but maybe one day;my troubles will be gone at last.

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Sharon Winter

Date: 1/18/2009 6:41:00 AM

Hang in there friend. They say we need the dark times to appreciate the light. It is a hard journey many of us make. Such an emotional write. Love, Shar

Mary Duhart

Date: 1/18/2009 6:14:00 AM

Yes my friend..this too shall pass. David said, when my heart is overwhelmed lead me to the rock..that is higher than I. God has it all in control and there is no trouble big or small that he can't handle. Turn your lemons into lemon-aide. My writing became an outlet for me during these troublesome times. Now I am sharing with the word. Lift your head high and Continue to share.