While the days become short
And the nights much longer,
And my mind digs deeper
And stirs up the mud –
And then clouds my dreams.
.
In fitful sleep I’m troubled
And filled with self doubt,
And clinging to straws
And words of kind friends –
And trying to focus on good.
.
When dawn fills my eyes
And once again I am calm,
And family stands beside me
And reminds me of fine times –
And the kindnesses we’ve shared.
.
I fill my lungs with fresh air
And my heart with their love,
And my mind with sound knowledge
And my hands with hard work –
And go on rejoicing this life.