What Matters

I get up each day when the sun comes up.
 I drink some coffee from my cup.
 I think to myself what is there to do.
So I write down some things that need to be done.

From sunup to sunset each day is full of things to do.
But the things that matter are the ones that help us
Through
 whatever comes each and every day.
If we have some Faith and trust along the way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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