Open Doors
Looking for right chances for many years
Setting my eyes for help from hill above
Lack of faith and confidence have caused fears .
I look up to fly like a fairy dove
I must be focused to get to the sky
Setting my eyes for help from hill above .
This open door ,I must trend to fly high
As my wings glitter in the bright sun light,
I must be focused to get to the sky
And take charge to survive this present plight
That eternal rest can also be mine
As my wings glitter in the bright sunlight
I must strive hard to be a fruitful vine
The chance of being great will not pass away
That eternal rest can also be mine
To achieve success is without delay
Looking for right chances for many years
The chance of being great will not pass away
Lack of faith and confidence have caused fears .
3-31-2017
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