Content over Form (I Can)

Stories of impossible feats
Underdogs that fail to quit
I can’t, trashed for all I can
Becoming more Bohemian

Christ’s child at all cost
Gratefulness in suffered pains
Putting others in front of self
Winning with a poor hand dealt

Seeing smiles where frowns should be
Mirth, and joy, against all odds
Never comparing ability
Think what’s true, noble, right, pure, lovely

See all I have, not what I don’t
Count blessings as the moments pass
Seek Jesus for all he’d say and do
For Life that wins, promised not to lose

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