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Pile of Papers


My life feels like a pile of messy papers,

A whirlwind that never feels like it tapers. 

Stack upon stack cover the ground,

My mind is spinning ‘round and ‘round

Up 

Side

Down. 

Turn that frown around,

They say.

It gets easier

Some

Day. 

When?

I feel overwhelmed

With the stacks of papers

Piled on high 

Stacks of papers

To the sky.

Why?

He will pick them up,

Order their filing

And I will see

There will be no denying

He grants me

G r a c e 

He fills this 

S p a c e

With His love

Sent from above.

My life feels like a stack of papers

Piled up high

Messy papers

To the sky.

Why?


DCanela



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