Pity me not
I'm doing just fine ...
towing life's line.
Born imperfect
but I feel divine;
I still have my spine.
Pity me not.
Don't cry for nothing;
I'm still His off-spring.
He loves me so,
made my heart beat, grow;
pity doesn't grow.
Pity me not.
I know 'who' I am;
do what I can ...
ordinary.
Ev'ryone strives, thrives,
makes do, survives.
Pity me not--
my few tears stream fine.
I don't have time
to wallow ... sad.
A good life I've had,
when all is said.
Pity me not--
don't count what's missing
just my blessings.
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
this shines with courage and beauty *applause*
well done--needed this today, shall save it to my library to read again and again
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)
Love Tinka