My Strength
By Nola Bhe
A misty hue, with shadows grey The forces start their runThe curtain lifts, as on a stage Another day begunI stir my mind - though cautiously To view my thoughts with careI sense, out there, I am but one What can I do but dareTo find my heart accepts the day As good earth takes the sunMyself is ready to renew And work what it has doneMy pattern sets - my routine starts I Will myself to roteI've learned so well to play the game So, what is left - but hope?Nola BheAll rights reserved Written September 20th, 2001 © on Sep 19 2001 10:07 PM PST 0 • 12
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"A misty hue, with shadows grey The forces start their runThe curtain lifts, as on a stage Another day begunI stir my mind - though cautiously To view my thoughts with careI sense, out there, I am but one What can I do but dareTo find my heart accepts the day As good earth takes the sunMyself is ready to renew And work what it has doneMy pattern sets - my routine starts I Will myself to roteI've learned so well to play the game So, what is left - but hope?Nola BheAll rights reserved..."