Many times I have fallen short of men’s expectations.
Not all Failure is the Mother of Success.
Only Faith carried me through the dingy alley of life
so that I could see the light my Father shone on me.
Many times I have fallen short of men’s expectations.
Not all Failure is the Mother of Success.
Only Faith carried me through the dingy alley of life
so that I could see the light my Father shone on me.
How come
I cannot gather the crumbs
from the floor
They were once
sweet aromatic
home baked cookies
They were once
kneaded with
loving hands
They were once grains
scattered around
waiting to be moulded
into one