A poem. Being blessed and not stressed.
I am to blessed to be depressed,
Prayers go up,
Blessing flow down.
I am to blessed to be stressed,
Healthy, and Strong,
even though, I sometimes might be wrong,
I am to blessed to be over compressed,
and maynot feel so over dressed,
I am blessed, I am blessed.
I cannot complain, about anything,
I am fine of what I have,
so I sometimes may laugh,
to express the way that I feel,
oh yeah this is for Real!,
I am blessed!
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