Things would fall to the floor
as I cast them left and right
and forward
and back
till suddenly
the slack in my mind
snaps to
and I know what to do
I go to You
and You lead me to him
as my thoughts
I'm drowning in
he holds my arms
and rubs my back
pulling in the slack
showing me the hope
a more perfect scope
casting out an answer
for this problem-some riddle
and like a quick release
please
forget these things I've said and done
forget them as the setting sun
forgets the day
the way we've lived
and the things we say
quickly and with haste
like a paste
paint it to
the parchment of yesterday
no more to stick to me now
yes,
how beautiful like the unique spots on a cow
it is to learn something new
about how to live and do
today I'm dying to myself to live
but not in the way to sacrificially give
but more to accept
whatever is next
as a present from You
yes, Lord, that's what I am to do.
Love You.
//
Never, never, never give up.
Winston Churchill
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