Another Blessed Year!!!

Another blessed year, add it up it’s 3 decades and a little change;

The more life I live, the more it gets strange.

Last year we blew out the candles (Blow Out the Candles), started a new chapter;

But it’s funny how life can be, it’ll bring you joy and disaster.

Started my mission to conquer the world, be the best I could be;

Little did I know that God had another plan destined for me.

Long story short, in the blink of an eye, I lost my purpose and my heart;

Everything that I thought I knew, all I thought I had, fell apart.

I lost unconditional love, a friend always, a prayer warrior, my life-line; 

How do you bounce back, turn back the clock, rewind?

Can’t be replaced, no substitute, a loss supreme; 

And if you don’t know who or what I’m referring to… I’m speaking of my sister, the QUEEN!

She’s my angel now, watching over me and spreading her wings;

Protecting her family and friends from all harm and unpleasant things.

She accomplished her earthly goal, earned her place above;

Taught us all what it truly means to love.

From Melissa I learned that life is what you make of it and the lives you touch;

It’s the moments that you should cherish and mean so much.

This year it’s about the lives I can change, the difference I can make;

 May not be able to do it all, but if I can change one life, that chance I’ll take.

Only know how to do it one way, all or nothing;

So I will bear my soul hoping not to fall, that it’ll turn into something.

Somewhat lost right now, a bit confused, and displaced;

Still trying to understand God’s purpose for my life and trying to run His pace.

Things I thought were true, my hopes, dreams, and desires;

They perished, placed in a tomb, burned in the fire.

In 12 months, lost love and a love, lost purpose and clarity, lost the reason and the answer;

But as someone told me, bigger, better, and brighter lies in the pasture.

So I fight on, pray harder, and give Moore; 

God’s forged a king, a savior, a captain, and my destiny I shall explore.

This too shall pass and by God’s grace and mercy, I’ll be made stronger, wiser;

The sky’s the limit and my angel is pulling me higher.

My aspirations are still out of this world, lofty, grand;

Only difference now is it’s being guided now with Heavenly hands.

Still setting the world on fire, the kind that burns deep and caresses your soul;

Going to take every chance I get to share, give, and mold.

Mold boys into men, girls into women;

Then take all above and show them it’s kool to be a Christian.

M.A.M. , My Angel Memories, is what she is and always shall be;

The example she left behind is the foundation, the trunk of the tree.

Like one of those great oaks in City Park shading you from the sun,

I promise her legacy will continue on, this book isn’t done.

The torch is lit, the purpose restored;

We, U and Me, it’s time to get on board.

As my heart continues to mend and my spirit gains strength;

I know I’m walking God’s race and this is what He meant.

Tell Him your plans and listen to Him laugh;

But follow His will and watch the Red Sea part so you can pass.

3 decades and a little change;

The Moore I see, the Moore it rearrange.

Found some new tools, gained a new perspective; 

Best believe I’m on a mission not for my sake, but God’s objective.

Much still to achieve, mountains yet to be conquered, still on a mission to save the souls of men;

Putting one foot in front the other relying on faith, family, and friend.

As I get ready to blow out the candles, fighting back a tear,

I pray to myself, “Thank you God for blessing me with one more year.”