December 3, 2020
I love this early time of day
To search my soul for words to say.
I’m never sure just what I’ll write.
Some lift me up, soar like a kite,
While others take me down a hole
Into the depths inside my soul.
Some days bring sadness and despair.
I pray my words show loving care.
Some days come filled with joy and song.
I pray my words there too belong.
No matter what the day may bring,
I pray I have a song to sing.
I pray my words lift hearts now low,
Encourage them once more to glow.
I pray their joy returns once more
With wings outstretched again to soar.