but wondered if I would
make it through the day.
I only had to pray.
For fortitude and attitude.
Believe. Be strong. Be me.
A minute, a moment, one at a time.
Tomorrow will come and I will still be
the one I believe in,
the whom that I've found.
Stand firm on my foundation,
walk solidly on ground.
Balance myself on the narrow (most times rigid)
two-by-four of life.
Hold strong to my strength,
find growth in my strife.
God never challenges beyond one's "can be."
Stretching and molding, to better make me.
Excitement on the horizon of my life yet to come,
Never, never, never, will I be done..