Everyday Life

Unfinished

As the old saying goes
I heard the door close
And a window was opened to me
As the breeze wafted in
My soul felt so thin
Cause windows are hard to walk through

I could still see the pathway I longed to be on
And the people I wanted to help
And I prayed for an answer
A way to do more
But my talents were laid on a shelf

I questioned His reasons
Then I questioned my faith

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