how it helps me breathe
how it helps me concentrate
and how it makes me leave
From one home to another
I drift from place to place
But with an aim and purpose
Which cannot bring disgrace
I learn to wait and hope and pray
and practice self-control
As I see a world so wonderful
And see beauties since untold
I welcome in the blessings
As I try to shut them out
I so want to enjoy them
Without instilling doubt
So I trust in God's wisdom
For my own will bring me pain
He will lead me to summer
And I'll see sun again
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