Love yourself... when it’s hard...
See the beauty in parts...
Patience, a virtue so pure and true,
A quality that can carry us through...
Seeds sewn were weeds are growing
Make easy going a need for knowing...
My world I create is the only world I can know...
When you feel you can't go on
Don't fill your mind with doubt...
A family rich though income is poor
And you would then wonder how this could be...
With a gladsome heart, I set out to the world,
Through valleys and hills, my spirit unfurled...
Our standard flies above the crowd,
A call to arms, a rallying cry...
Generosity of spirit is a rare treasure indeed,
And those who possess it are truly blessed indeed...
When you might fail, you shouldn't complain
Or feel forced to try, to do it again...
Son of a Cannon
Not to be camped on...
Anxiety runs through my veins
My life seems so far away...