kpaddock:a_little_bit_more

In doing some house painting, months after my death, hubby had to move a desk. He found my secret stash of papers, this among them:

“A Little Bit More” By Darla L. Dobbs Franklin, PA.

So dark, so deep --
not sure I can keep up the fight
It's been so long
I'm forgetting the light
Seems so impossible,
the walls are steep
Thoughts of hopelessness
are all I keep.
I resign to give up --
there's nothing in store
I hear a fiat whisper --
"Just a little bit More."

With barely the strength to move
My fingers slide and find a groove
With all I have left I find a foot hold
But the voice of despair screams out so bold
I look ahead - it seems so high
Hopelessness taunts,
"You're a fool to try".
I resign to give up --
there's nothing in store
I hear a faint whisper --
"Just a little bit more."

I look once more, I find a rope
"A thought enters in --
maybe there's hope
My strength is renewed
As the victory is pursued.
Now the battle starts to rage
Will I find freedom
or stay locked in a cage?
I consider going back
As I remember all I lack.
Fear rises up like a raging storm
I'm paralyzed -- unable to perform.
I resign to give up --
There's nothing in store
I hear a faint whisper --
"Just a little bit more."

No strength left,
my muscles are sore
My eyes are heavy
but I look once more
A hand of compassion reaches out
Hope take the place
of fear and doubt.
I pull strength from inside
and reach for the hand
Now I'm entering
into uncharted land.
Should I, could I dare to trust
From all that's behind
I realize I must.
A scary adventure, oh what a trip
A storm crashes in
our hands start to slip.
I resign to give up --
there's nothing in store
I hear a faint whisper --
"Just a little bit more."

I try once more I look around
I begin to hear a startling sound.
I hear encouragers all in one voice
Letting me know I have a choice.
I make a decision once and for all
I'm going to make it up
and over the wall.
The storms come and go
I strive and continue to grow.
The celebration stats
Deep down in my heart.
I know I can face all that's in store
As long as I give it "a little bit more".

When you are down and depressed think of me, Karen, and give it “Just a little bit More”

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