Often

Often we wonder in the darkness of the night , like a blind person whose unable to see, Often we pray for the bad things in our lifes and not for the good things that we need. Often we are not willing to help one another especially,is some one is in a great deal of pain, Often we don't take time to watch the sun set or listen to the falling rain. Often we rush through life like a raging wind hurting every one in our paths, Often we speak of honestly but the truth doesn't come from our mouths. Often we wonder how long will we live will we die young or live to be old, Often the things we think about some times are best to be left alone. Willie Sidney Conrad Joyner