Count It All Joy
Count It All Joy
When life doesn't go as planned
I think of what should've been
Deep yearnings long for more
Reminds me that I am only human
It's not mine to foretell
Wishful thoughts of my deceived heart
I do err to think, imagine, conceive
Folly returns to remind me of my nature
I dare not trust to mortal men
My innermost desires to be realized
Flesh will always fail, even as I will
All men are numbered for time
I'll do what I can to the best
To leave what can't be to rest
In this, I'll be satisfied, I tried
It was an attempt with joy
Chris G Peters
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.