Count The Days Read Count : 8

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When I was small 
I would count the days 
The days until I could leave 
When I was little 
I would hope to grow up faster
So I could get away 
Finally I grew up
And it seemed like a dream come true
Then I met you
I started to count the days again 
Hoping to be free
But this time there was no calendar around
That could set me free
Now that you are gone and I am now at peace 
I still count the days 
But not because Iā€™m searching for release
I count the days my children smile
The days the sun shines on my face 
I count the days with my husband 
And each one he holds me in sweet embrace 
I count the days I wake up 
Whether a blessing or a curse 
I count the days I get to watch the sun rise and then descend once again upon the earth
Each day I have counted and tried to keep track
Yet now I realize the one thing that I lack 
I do not know the number that will be the last for me to record 
I suppose that is something that is a secret for our Lord
I still count the days 
And the only things that has changed over the years 
Is I count each day as a blessing instead of  another filled with tears .



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  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

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