Sunday, February 24, 2019

Still Trying, Every Day - Re-Posted

In the hustle and the bustle
That fills the everyday,
I sometimes worry about all
That gets lost on the way.
 
I know I miss the small details
That good hearts ought to see,
And I’m seldom quite as caring
As I know I should be.
 
And yet, each morning when I rise,
In the fresh light of dawn,
I commit to trying harder
And not just carry on.
 
And as evening turns to darkness,
When I sit still to pray,
I thank God that I’m still trying
To do more every day.

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