In the best moments I am quiet Inside, my heart says, Thank you. What little precious moments I remember to give myself. Like stolen time and space, Like an animal that has not been fed for a long time. My mind stops running, My body stops multi-tasking. I surrender to the Lord Inside, a door soon opens. Something fly's out. A smile becomes my face. -------------- This poem is protected by copyright. For more, go to http://www.CoachBill.US Twitter.Com @CoachBill007 Instagram: CoachBill007 Youtube: CoachBill007
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