Pushing my toes deeper into the sand
I scan the beach of which I stand
Life is so beautiful, yet so hard to deal
Secrets and problems of which I must seal
I walk the beach alone, with the setting sun
And although its time to go, I wish I could run
Run and run forever, along the sea shore
Run with open arms - warming my inner core
I feel a drop of the beginnings of rain
And stop and scan the beach once again
Here as I stand, I realize the bitter truth
This is what I do to barely make it through
As a tear slips silently down my cheek
I pray a prayer for my coming week,
"Jesus, please help me stand strong and tall,
And please help me up when I start to crawl"
