Hope high for today

     I am but me. Clearly what the definition
of who that is, is up to my choices. Emptying the lost
down the road. Waving goodbye to whoever I was
then.

     Walking silently to a drummer only I can hear.
Thank you Jehovah. Ah so much has fallen this past
week that my eyes are in constant streams.

     Words that echo inside me find a barrier to break
at every turn. I must say Jehovah you are the one
that helps me at every turn. Thank you for placing
people in the right spots to press some smile or
laugh back into me.

     Oh how much the head screams. The paled soul
feels worn out. Still I breathe. I live one more day
to learn. The gaining of knowledge is powerful.

    So here I stand in a cooling breeze hoping that
the day pulls a softer part of me open. Only a hope.
Anything is possible with faith in Jehovah.

    So I say a prayer to help me and others today.
Hoping all gets clearer. Still much of a day to open
so join in with me the joys of possibilities.

    Just for this day, perhaps. Maybe the definition of
who I am comes rolling out.

   So dear friend I hope your Monday is not full of
stress. I hope that the day only gets better and better.
Also when surrounded by those who you love so
dear recall a moment when you first realized it.
Then give that memory to them in your own way.

   Don't forget to smile.