Once I Was A Mess

I was once a total mess Unto that fact I will happily confess, Every day of mine was a total stress My next step, was always a struggle or a guess. People placed their burdens in my bag Upon me they then placed a red flag, Soon my shoulder began to sag Then soon the burdens were so heavy, that sack I did drag. I then got tried and worried of all that strife The pain and corruption was rife, I was ready for the undertaker to play his fife Because, I didn't want that in my life. Before, I walked through the field of heather I remembered the past storms and the bad weather, God then made my load as light as a feather God, kept my life together. Randy L. McClave