Was Sunday…
Today my heart feels heavy
Yet this morning I felt really great
Church was a blessing as always
And I know goodness is my fate.
It’s not that it’s been a bad day
I mean everything’s gone quite well
But I don’t do work work on Sundays
So worried thoughts have come for a spell.
It’d be nice if the sun would peek from the clouds
As it’s only done a few times today
The day is comfortable yet dreary
And I can’t seem to find my way.
I’ve done a lot but should do alot more
Almost six, dinner will be in awhile
Maybe I’ll watch a movie as I eat
Then play with the cats to assure I smile.
But whatever I do
Tomorrow starts a new week
So I’ll get up and try again
Even though I’m still up a creek.
As I know God won’t give up on me
If I don’t give up on Him
So I’m expecting it to be a really good week
Even though, I know how to swim…
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