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The sun streams though your window; A bright morning dawns again. A new day to rebuild your life; To face your joy or pain. Can you accept the way things are? The things you can't arrange? And can you cope without escape Or do you want to change? One day you feel you have control Of what's inside your head, And yet, some days you face the dawn With overwhelming dread. But you must learn to help yourself To sort out every thought; To ask God's help...or thank Him, For real peace cannot be bought. by © Barbara A. Duits 2000 |