Not Over: So Don’t Start Singing

Dear God, I think I’ve made a big mess of my life

I think I let my thoughts and my emotions get the best of me.

Yet here I am, healthy a little blistered, but hey, not bad.

A little tattered but not torn. A little worn, but not worn out

God, I’m not tired by a long shot

I still got grit about me, I still got fire in my belly.

I still got wool to braid,

A stoke of blood still running warm in my vein and words and words to write. 

kindness sis Krissy


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