On the street of lonely thoughts,
I walk all alone.
I carry myself with poise
And a feeling of self reliance.
Seldom do I complain,
As it is a fruitless venture.
Others don't need to be burdened
With the problems that I face.
The Lord is my companion,
Who guides me along the way.
It is He who knows my problems,
And when I pray to Him, I get results.
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Ron
Love ya!
Jane