Sunday, 1 January 2023

I want your hand

God? you are there…
There’s no denying,
I am a little somber, and my eyes are no more crying.

How much can you repeat the same thing?
How different are you from your friends?
Looking for connections, the ones that we comprehend.

One day at a time
Recovery needs a various,
Activity, calm and peace.
Will anyone step up! Perhaps my lunch is ready for the inner beast.

We are all different 
Yet, some of us can’t decipher that trait?
I suppose God asked us to learn from one another other, as long as we continue to love… rather than hate.

Jason 
1st January 2023

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