Try - Poem by Bonita Paul
It's hard to face life when standing
all alone, sometimes you miss your path
even when it's shown.
You have to keep trying one step at
a time even though at times you barely
have a dime.
When walking on the streets those faces
always stare, when all you ever need
is just someone to care
Just convince yourself each and every
day as long as you keep trying you
will always find your way.
Know that the Lord walks with you
every step that you stride, when even
at your Lowest He will never Leave
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