We have all gotten older
Wiser, not much
But we are all survivors
Boldly longing for His wisdom and touch
Losses may nearly break us
But we have to keep on
Striving to be His best
And in Faith to stay strong
What is, may be lacking
Rarely happy or content
The only way to find peace
Is to accept the Gift that God sent
Keep our minds pure in thought
Focused only on Him
As our hearts fill with joy
May our eyes never dim
Thank Him daily for His presence
As our spirits lift, then bow
For what is, comes from Jesus
We must keep our hands firmly on the plow.
Gerti M. Blackwell
June 8, 2012
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