Thoughts Of You

My day begins I say a prayer
Rise up, put my feet to the floor
Try to get ready for what lay ahead
Pray once again as I walk out the door
The world the same as yesterday
Most others putting themsrlves first
Not seeing or caring for souls
Dying from spiritual hunger and thirst
Ever praying to see others through Your eyes
To know Your will and follow it through
I shudder to think what my life would be
If my days weren’t filled with thoughts of You.

– niz

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