Test Time
My blessed heart
Where shall I start
I thank my dear Lord
For being my mighty sword
For fighting these demons within
Who try to make me faulter or sin
I thank the Heavenly angels above
For bringing me someone new to love
I thank family and friends
For showing me how to fight till the end
I feel blessed for the air I breath
Even if it tends to make me sneeze
I feel blessed to watch my child grow
For she still loves the way I kiss her fingers and toes
So when I'm feeling so down and blue
I recant back to things of being so brand new
So thanks to others whom I pass on these blessings
For the Lord will alway's do his own testing
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