My God,
My soul,
Do many days,
So many debts
So few coins to pay them all,
Yet I stand tall,
No room to fall,
No room to bail,
My wife and kids are the reason that I cannot fail,
Breads stale,
Milks curdle,
Don't run track but I'm facing all these hurdles,
These feel the are worn to the bone,
God, "please bless our home!"
"Change this heart from stone!"
I can't do this alone!
I can't chase my dreams,
I wanna reach to sky,
Please cry on me,
Quench the thirst in these eyes,
It's easy to finish,
Harder to start,
Here is my soul,
To put love in my heart......
DonaldEMcKinnon eyestoink ©1993 070615
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