I had one of those dreams last night: nothing terrible, it just left me feeling blah. So, in typical Seuss-esque fashion, I thought I’d share my thoughts with you.
smiling and singing
some days I soar
some days I’m draggy
stuck to the floor
some days I’m flying
way overhead
some days I’d rather
stay in my bed
sunshine and grey skies
make up the days
joy and excitement
some days a haze
so whether I’m grinning
or feeling quite blue
i know there is blessing
this much is true
for He doesn’t change
in good time or bad
He’ll keep me soaring
and that makes me glad
