the sun wakes me up
it's another day
the coffee keeps me going
i am on my way
the job is calling my name
i cannot be late
with the to-do's on my mind
i can't remember the date
the boss isn't in yet
oh what a relief
i fix my morning grits
yes such a treat
i turn on my music
to calm my soul
i glance in the mirror
am i getting old
i check the clock
it's time to begin
my door is wide open
you may walk right in
i talk and i listen
and i lend a hand
it just doesn't make sense
what's wrong with this plan
i say to myself
is it the end of the day
i give thanks to the LORD
for all that he gave
ahhhhhhhh
i'm headed home...
Sunday, July 6, 2014
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2 comments:
Sounds like a full day butterfly :)
Hey beautiful friend.
All of my days are full. Lol
Love you!
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