Sometimes
It feels like I’m juggling
So many things to do
Not enough time in the day
I’m struggling
To accomplish all my dreams
The vision
I have been given
Helping others
Sewing seeds
So many fields to plow
So many souls in need
I need to sleep
But there’s no time
So many ideas
Running through my mind
I can see the harvest
At the end of the line
To the untrained eye
It may look
Like my hands are empty
But to those
With eyes that can see
It is clear
Worlds of opportunity
Are being tossed toward me
Trying to catch them all
Don’t want to let even one
Slip through my hands
Multitudes need my help
I’m struggling
Trying to fit it all in
I’m juggling
Catching opportunities
Setting souls on fire
Motivating one more person
Helping, healing, believing
Trying not to miss a step
As I make
#1morerep
E.A. Fussell
05/08/2018
Written in honor of Ronald Marshall and Tamika Williams two mighty warriors I am honored to know ❤️
Nice piece.
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