A mood has attached to the soul
Making the body feel some kind of way
Here comes trouble trying to settle itself in
Confused on how to feel
The mind sorts out the emotions
Clearing out the unwanted
Removing the fire of uncertainty
Replanting the seed of confidence
Trouble won't trouble if
A crying prayer for support becomes the morning ambiance
Provides the spirit to continue to rely on him
Who can and will give support to move thru
Any and everything…
JenOfPoetry™
©July 10 2012
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