But waking up can be a chor,
You sit, settle and reflect
There is a prayer to follow, you know he has this perfect.
You bring joy when I say your name
I am now unforesaken with my wake up call,
“Thank you lord” for the breath in my lungs
I feel better now, when I think of you
No more trashy nights or fall or ending up in a grubby loo.
I thank you for holding my hand at night
The rarity of hatred hitting my core,
Actually it’s a waste of energy anymore.
Sitting down with a coffee or bite to eat
Energy flowing with prayer, I shall now retreat.
Humble mercies, food in the belly and a pillow to lay
Just forgot?? I’ve just woken up to you lord, how brilliant way to start the day.
Jason
15th July 2022
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