If I am like the flower that blooms in beauty and grace,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
And if I am like the wind ,
I can't find my own direction.
What would it take to add years to my life?
And what can I do to bring joy to those years?
Have we tipped the scale at the wrong end,
Not realizing our uphill battles have become downward struggles.
Everyone has something to say about something.
We have our own ideas , our own ways
But no one really has it all together.
So who is the teacher if everyone is learning?
Who has lived out every ounce of potential and purpose?
Better yet who has never failed?
I am proud to say failures have taught me more lessons than success.
So what are your thoughts about life? Are you happy or content?
Blessed beyond measure.
We are like a puzzle and no piece is the same.
The reason you are not found is because look like another piece
That already has it's place.
Who wants two of the same pieces in a puzzle?
At the end of the day you know what I'm talking about.
