Perhaps you feel the sky is always gray
where worry and anxiety reside.
Perhaps there never seems to be a way
to hold yourself with any sense of pride.
where worry and anxiety reside.
Perhaps there never seems to be a way
to hold yourself with any sense of pride.
You try take the trouble in your stride
while wondering whatever you can do
to hide away the struggle deep inside
that’s turning you those mellow shades of blue.
But hope is always seeking to renew
the optimism held within your heart,
where faith will hold, persistent in the view
that love can heal what’s tearing you apart.
For even though the future seems so grim
the light you shine inside will never dim.
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© Christopher Jervis, 2015
© Christopher Jervis, 2015