Chapter 567
Days
What makes us who we are
Took a lot more than a few days
When our mind thinks back on it all
We are sort of left in a daze
Each day is a new struggle
As we wind through life's maze
Every bit of forward progress
Seems to be met with endless delays
We can mope over who is gone
Or take some joy in who stays
They will help clear the fog
That fills our mind with a haze
If we allow them into our heart
They can set our soul ablaze
Into each others eyes
We may then forever gaze
If they are the one we want
To be at our side always
We should worship their value
And fill them with praise
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