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contains some of my present and past poetry. |
| Each Day Each day I wake up in fear I think of past and my eyes tear Longing for you my dear Will it be fine, will be it fine? The day moves on relentless Each hour spent restless Hoping and praying endless For you to return, for you to return. We go through the motions Building renewing new notions Each movement opens great options So we live well, so we live well. The future is no more grim You train yourself to be trim Your strength refills to the brim Thank thee my Lord, thank thee my Lord. Lines:16 |