Disappointments come,
into every one’s life . . .
some we can push aside
others cause inside strife.
They have many shapes,
but, with the same face
for, hopelessness knows
it’s all about the chase.
They can poke around,
or hit straight in the gut
for, depression only wants
you wallowing in its rut.
They come in many forms,
but, with the same attitude
making singing the blues
almost impossible to elude.
Into every one’s life,
comes disappointment . . .
but, I have found God’s Word
to be failure’s curing ointment!
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O my soul?
and why art thou disquieted
within me?
hope in God:
for I shall yet praise him,
who is the health of my
countenance, and my God.”
King James Version
Public Domain
Copyright 2016
Deborah Ann Belka
