But, Honestly

"When the boat hits the murky waters
It sets sail beyond the fringes of imagination"
~ Saturday, November 26 ~
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Remind Me

The things that I love and hold dear to my heart
Are just borrowed; they’re not mine at all.
Roll back the curtain of memory now and then.
Show me where you brought me from,
And where I could have been.

Please have mercy, I often forget.
So remind me, remind me dear Lord.