If you woke up this morning not feeling fine,
If you ever woke up thinking
you may not have the strength
to do all the things you need to do,
If you ever woke up with aches and pains all over you,
and you just can’t spend the day just like you wanted to,
know that it’s alright.
It’s alright to spend a few more minutes in bed,
and it’s alright to miss the routines
you’ve rehearsed all over in your head.
You can cancel your plans if you want to,
you know you need to,
for there are times to work
but there are times to rest,
and there are days so gray
you can’t be at your best.
Still if you can hang on,
and if you can breathe,
if you can endure each moment
that you live,
you’d have survived the day,
you’d have paved the way,
to wait for tomorrow
when you can leave all your sorrows,
and you can begin again,
for a brand new day.
Category: Poems
The Smell of Freshly Cut Grass
The smell of freshly cut grass,
has entered my window somehow.
It brought me back in time
when I had no worries,
when the only thing I thought about
was the next day’s adventures.
In a moment, I found myself there,
there where I was free
where I could be me
and it reminded me
of the things I could still be.
Such a little thing,
such a small waft of air
yet it saved me from despair
when it freed me
and made me see
all the many wonders
life still has in store for me.
Songs That Make You Cry
Your heart wants to weep
But it can’t weep
Your eyes want to cry
But it can’t shed its tears.
And so you listen
To songs that weep
And you read stories
Where the hero cries.
Nobody sees
And nobody hears
When your heart screams
And your soul starts to bleed.
Here I am for you
Here I am with you
Here I am to see you
Here I am to love you.
Only three words
That says a lot
Three little words
That mean so much.
Here I am
I surrender all and give my all,
And I shall love you
with all the love I have in me.
In This Valley of Tears
In this valley of sorrow, in this valley of tears
Is there a kind of heart that can recognize our griefs?
In this place of darkness, in this place of fear
Is there a faithful hand who can comfort those who weep?
Sometimes it feels as though there is no one who can hear,
And many are the days when in silence we shed our tears,
With so many people who claim they know how to love,
How then is there not one who can be sent from up above?
Just one heart is all we need, one heart that understands,
A heart that knows our pain and lends a helping hand.
Who can find the courage and who can find a way,
To bring some light to many until night turns into day.
Reflection:
No matter how much happiness we have experienced in life, we can’t deny our share of sorrows. This life may be blessed, but our joy here will always be mingled with pain. Maybe that is why we’d always see the scars upon the hands of Jesus. Maybe that is why His sacred heart must be surrounded with thorns.
It is to tell us Someone has also experienced our many griefs. It is to tell us that we are not alone. We have One who shares our sorrows, One who shares our deepest hurts.
We still walk this valley of tears, but we need not walk alone.
“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” – Psalm 23:4, WEBBE