from what i've seen

i’m pretty sure it’s not enough
to say i’m truly sorry
i’m pretty sure, from what i’ve seen,
i’ve gotta walk it out

i’m pretty sure it’s not enough
to revel in my glory
i’m pretty sure, from what i’ve seen,
i’ve gotta give it out

i’m pretty sure it’s not enough
to feel for the broken
i’m pretty sure, from what i’ve seen,
i’ve gotta make a move

i’m pretty sure it’s not enough
to stand, with arms wide open
i’m pretty sure, from what i’ve seen,
i’ve Salvation here to prove

the mess

you worked all night, i worked all day
and chaos here just worked away.
you left your sleep, i left my mind
we left a trail of mess behind.
and in the rubble of this week
our floors ate rubble, sand and sleet.
and now we pick the pieces up,
and now we clean our clothes and cups.
we prep for monday, soon to come,
when we will work and not be home.
and that is how it happens here,
and that is how it happens there.
i’ve seen your house and you’ve seen mine,
and that is how we know it’s fine.

it's music

sometimes, hearing something new

sometimes, when i’m feeling blue

sometimes, singing about you

it’s music

sometimes, with a beat to dance

sometimes, needing to romance

sometimes, in a joyful trance

it’s music

always, lullabye to sleep

always, wishing dreams to keep

always, stirring in the deep 

it’s music

always welling in my heart

always giving a new start

always known, and ne’er to part

it’s music

i’ve woken up, begun my day;
i’ve started things, and it’s okay.

and though i haven’t stretched or showered,
i’ll be there in just one hour.

my husband, he is proud of me.
my Jesus tells me i am free.

so i’ll get through this daily grind,
and for my sanity, remind:

i’ve woken up, begun my day;
i’ve started things, and it’s okay.

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i have Lyme disease; i'm always stiff and sore. stretching for half-a-stinking-hour every morning helps me get through the day. but stretch + shower = one hour. so i often put it off until noon and then regret it. i resent my morning routine and my lazy, ensuing attidue. but this is my life, and i'm learning to find freedom in it.

excuse me... i've gotta go stretch!