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Everything I Sow
by David Pekrul Standing on divided roads and looking past the sun, Knowing what has brought me here and knowing what I've done, Wondering where I go from here; now, how do I proceed? What is it I have to do in order to succeed? Everything I've done before has left me in a mess, Though I didn't try too hard, of that I must confess, Oft' bewildered by the task of something I can't do, Never try, and wonder why I never make it through. Need to give it all I have and see what lies ahead, Hoping all works out for me, although I've made my bed, Barely even getting by, I haven't got the will, Everything I've done before has left me unfulfilled. Need to get back on my feet and do the things I must, Work with what life's given me, as in my God I trust, Now I lay me down to sleep and pray my soul to keep, Everything I sow in life is everything I reap. www.myhiddenvoice.com The poetry of David Ronald Bruce Pekrul If this article is used in any publication, please send a copy of the publication to David Pekrul at 170 Carr Cres. Okotoks, AB T1S 1E3 Canada E-Mail: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |