Some days
you wake up
with cold feet
little toes like icicles
don't bend them too far
they might break
some days
your worldview is bleak
eyes blurred by cynicism
and frustration
hopeless in a world of hurt
some days
you just feel small
too little
no impact
a gnat caught on a wave
crashing
on the beach
helpless
those days
I find
nothing helps
my peace of mind
like my comfy
seven dollar
thrift store purchased
cowboy boots.
Put on your big boy boots and keep marching in His name, Luke! Love it!
ReplyDeletePS My feet are cold this morning too!