glad to find when i opened my eyes this world hadn’t done me in, yesterday had me dazed but i trudged on until the end, though it left me weak and troubled, i knew that this would pass, through time i always see, it was just part of a test

put the roses in the basket, some of them may not look that good, time has a way of changing us and how we view this world, yesterday wasn’t pretty but over time i will see, that when i put the roses in the basket, they become a part of me

the judge in me doesn’t help me, puts walls up between you and i , some days i don’t like you, but i will love you till i die, easy for me to forget you are human and you have fears and when i come at you with an army, you do not want me near

some days are easier than others, stop labeling them good or bad, instead look for lessons that will help you learn and heal….i hear what you are saying underneath your breath, ” this guy must be crazy, he doesn’t know what i an going through”

put the roses in the basket, some of them may not look that good, time has a way of changing us and how we view this world, yesterday wasn’t pretty, but over time i will see, that when t put the roses in the basket they become a part of me

when i put the roses in the basket, they become a part of me