I pray to love you, my Master
With all my heart, with all my soul
with all my mind, and all my strength
all my faith, all my hope
all my trust, and all my will
all my needs, all my wants
all my desires, all my fears
I pray to love my neighbor as I love
myself, and I pray to love my enemy
as well. For what reward is there in
loving only my brethren?
Forty or fifty, we made it –we won!
Life hasn’t ended, for us it’s begun.
Kick out depression, “Flip Birds” at the sloth
If our lives were soup, we are only the broth
So much to be added, the veggies and meat
Spice up our life; for dessert will be sweet.
Bottoms Up
There is only one good thing (at least) about
being at your bottom.That is, there
is only one way to go and that is
UP