Wanting

I want to know I’m on the right path. I want love to be the choice I make, the song I sing, the prayer I pray…the words I say. I want to sit at the edge of a river like a giant bird without a thought of tomorrow . I want to see my life , my beautiful strife , from somewhere above. I want to get out of my bed, out of my head, go downstairs and hug the boy that broke me again today . I want love to be my voice, my first choice . One step at a time, feet on the floor. Please Lord, give me the balm for his heart, the encouragement for his mind , let me be kind. Covers back… I’m going down.

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