the unabridged reader

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An hour past midnight, and my heart is thumping.

Because I am anguished-
For the times lost that I could never relive;
for the happiness that was only a reprieve.

Because I am anxious-
For being mundane and powerless to know the “will’s”.
If I can just glimpse on the “then’s” of my “if’s”
then instead of this thumping, my heart shall trill

Because I am thankful-
For the brighter side of things,
and the endless strength only You can give.

I may turn away for awhile,
just to catch my breath and ask why,
for a moment just let me hide.
Though my weakness are wide,
in the end, and always- I know,
I am Your child.
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