Some days I feel on top of things and everyone’s content,
But then come days just like today—composure’s quickly spent.
Frustration soars and with it mounts the timbre of my voice.
It makes me madder still to know the error of my choice.
Please quiet my disquiet, Lord. I ask for daily grace,
And some day maybe they will see Your glory on my face.
May 23, 2017
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Photo taken in Pensacola, Florida, 2017