Smelling Roses

I’m smelling roses

As I strike a few poses

It’s part of a journey

Ordained by God only

We talk as I go

It’s the only thing I know

It’s something pure

It makes me feel secure

I’m in my own lane

It keeps me sane

I’m smelling roses

The scent is sweet

It’s where God and I meet

Nothing could be more grand

I know where I stand

I’ve come so far

Without a bruise or scar

It’s abundantly clear

My destiny is near

I’ll tell my story

With God’s grace and glory

I’m smelling roses

It’s meant to be

It brings out the best in me

I cherish every day

I wouldn’t have it any other way

Life hasn’t been the same

The world knows my name

I wear a smile

That last a while

I lift my voice

As I begin to rejoice

And I strike a few poses

While smelling the roses

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