Stressed Turn Into Desserts
Muscles in the body tighten up
temper flares, wrong words
come out of your mouth
You just want everyone
to leave you alone.
You cry, needing God.
You ask for strength
to get you through
the storm that has
tangled your body.
Then all of a sudden
You come up with a solution
A hot fudge sundae topped
with mounds of whipped cream
with a cherry on top.
Hmmm..Your body starts to
soften and your soul calms down.
Stressed,,,,desserts
a good solution to
calm the body,,along with
our heavenly Father.
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