The march of time renews each day.
I start again when I wake in the morning.
My season of growth is coming soon.
My cells and bones, nerves and fibers—
I know all will become strong again.
I watch the moments as they come day after day.
The challenges they bring purify my heart.
I act on the choices I take.
I am beginning to flow through time.
Today I will start to follow my Lord again.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
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