Hard days’ nights
Grey morning skies
Our songs are altered
No time for laughters
Familiar pains
Sequential rains
With a glimpse of You
Is hope worth another try?
Copyright 2015 Divino Rivera
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Seventy-two and counting
Scars and failures enduring
Almost there falling
Let’s not give up rising
Nearly reaching seventy-seven
Get up more than a hundred times even
Almost there thriving
You are the reason I am believing.
Copyright 2015 Divino Rivera
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Deciphering faded blueprints with intent gaze
Though stains and tears spell looming haze
But not even tampering nor trampling
Can expel my sheer hankering
Stubborn to tarry, forbearing to give up
If I cease to believe, what’s in this life to tug?
As wrinkles course through this weary brow
Will mark the courage plowed into this ground
Faith and hope at the end of the rope
Hold on still steadfast will
Only grandfathered, my dreams aren’t dead
They still come alive even in my bed
“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.” Hebrews 10:23
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