January 3, 2024
I leave another year behind.
I’ll cherish good times in my mind.
I’ll hold them tight in days ahead,
Cold winter nights I’ve come to dread.
Life comes with good and bad times too.
I much prefer the skies of blue,
But know the rain, the wind, the storm
Are all too often now the norm.
But through it all I’ll pen my rhymes,
Share words to get me through tough times.
Lord grant me peace throughout the night,
And help me share Your words of light.
I pray the words I pen each day
Help someone else along the way.