One More Day, Lord

If I just had one day left in life, I'd rid myself of anger, envy, strife. I'd hug those I loved dearly through the years, And kneel to God, crying with bitter tears. My prayer, dear God, extend my days to live, For there's still one more person to forgive. It's me, that comes regretting my despair, Having lived a pauper's life seemed unfair. I wanted to travel across the lands, To see mountains high and the ocean sands. How can I forget untraveled highways, And be content at the end of my days? For all that needs be done, God gives grace. Fretting life ends, with hopes of better place.