Practice
Practice makes perfect, is what Mom said.
Regular preparation renders perfection well.
Altruism and faith remembers the Lord.
Corrects the soul and perfects the saints.
Tomorrows arrive steadfastly swiftly.
Imperfections infect spiritual aspirations.
Consideration and repentance corrects errant days.
Expect exaltation while choosing life’s way.
© November 14, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johsnsen
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