No More Stress!
On the verge of breaking, holding on by a piece of thread …
Slugglishly dragging my body, waving, carving S.O.S…
Silent cries waiting to be answered, up high on the tip wanting to jump…
Struggling like a injured soldier climbing a rope trying to make it to the top…
[[Suddenly “STOP”>> thinking and realizing that I have more to live for]]
Picking up the pieces putting them back together again…
Walking straight and tall, head held high…
Keeping [FAITH] the size of a mustard seed, as the weary days past by…
Smiling knowing with GOD on my side that one day these trails & tribulations would soon go
bye-and-bye.
VKnoxx
Copyright © Veronica Knox | Year Posted 2009
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