In all the little lapses
of my intricate synapses
when a momentary swing
of my mood is happening
I can't help but wonder why
Some things go so quickly by
Too soon our senses return
to things we'd rather spurn
I've determined that I will flow
the direction my heart wants to go
Whatever I do will be my own way
It's up to me to make my day
Too many times I've held a hand
Only to wind up in quicksand
The road ahead is paved with promise
I have chosen not to be remiss
From living content in the happy glow
Knowing I'm the director of my own show
The main director, producer, and actor
Is of course almighty God the Creator
When in all things I follow His lead
He equips me with all that I need
etw
Ron
Regis
Morgan
It's up to me to make my day
How so very true, Sis.
Bravo one very inspirational poem.
Peace, love and light,
Amber
I miss every one of you, as I had to finish a translation of one of my French books. Love Emile
Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie Hugs, Rose
to take on and overcome and you, Eileen, have found
your path and direction here, your guide and guidance.
John
-gene.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Blessings,
Christine
We will be caught by love.
Great poem.
John