PROVIDENCE

if it is one problem, it is another
get one fix and another rises in its place
the never ending struggle
it tries your patience
wears on you like a nagging truth
ever there and ever present
let these trials fall off of me
give my soul some rest and peace
as i close my eyes i pray
that when i open them again
that all my troubles will be gone
so i must look at these as lessons
that will shape me and mold me
and break me and rearrange me
into something right now i cannot yet see
but in due time, i shall come out a better person
older and wiser in my forthcoming years
which has come by much turmoil and tears

© 2004 thomas bates