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Better Days

They say you walk through life
with many hills and valleys
You stop to smell the roses
But should not dilly dally

A contradiction is my life
I'll never reach the summit
My steps maybe unsteady
one slip and I might plummet

I pray the straight and narrow path
would take me where I please
But all the while I slip and slide
Then land upon my knees

I might as well stay down there
and fold my hands to pray
Lord, I hope my life gets easier
So I can live to see better days


9 March 2007 copy rights

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Comments (1)

We just have to 'Pick ourselves up and start all over AGAIN.' ~'oft~~many times a day...This is so well written, one can feel the pain.........marci. :)