a dusting of snow
birds fly to and fro
calming my soul
I may stay whole
long days have stolen my spirit
not enough faith applied to it
I may still lose my nerve
it's no secret long gone is the verve
so this one thing I pray
increase my hope to stay
within my life of blessing
and learn to keep the lesson
observing the brevity of life
letting go of the ensuing strife
I believe I have been given
all the tools for a good livin'
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