librapat

When things get bad and the money is low
Where is the first place you should go?
Some go to Dad, some go to Mother,
but may I suggest to go to another?

Lord, the days have come, the days have gone
Who knows but I how the days are so long?
Time has a way of slowing down,
especially when I am wearing a frown.

Oh, God, how sad you must feel
when your children rebel against you

Lord, make me see beyond my sorrow
Let me know there will be a bright tomorrow

Lord, take my Mother’s hand and
lead her through your Promised Land;

Walk her down those streets of gold
in that land where she will never grow old;

never give up but trust in God for strength for the day….

Here comes another chapter in life, and it is not one that I would write…..

.., whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.