February 28, 2013
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Player
A cold blizzard
Counting my blessings
Giving them a name
Moving forward like a warrior
Not like a horse that's lame
The bite of reality injures my ego
So I remain humble
Life is too important to miss
With too much pride
I refuse to stumble
Drowning in the snow
I know how to handle life today
I'll never get anything wrapped in a bow
Earning my way up to the horizon
I climbed out of the crevice
Called upon my higher power
He was too high up to use Verizon
I spoke to him through prayer
To not seek help is failure
With this game called life--
I wanna remain a player....
Picture Source: http://affotd.com/2011/02/01/blizzards/
Comments (1)
This is so beautiful, and one of my favorite nights of life was a blizzard in Cincinnati so long ago, in our first house, and the Ohio River really froze over, and I kid you not, that the ice was so thick on the river, brave souls were waling back and forth or skating from Cincinnati to Newport and Covington, just so they could say they had walked on water. It would remain below zero for three weeks, and there were power outages everywhere.
Blessings in your new endeavor. I wil not forget you.
Barbara Everett Heintz
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