Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Be Anchored

I know as I go through each day,

People, places and things do be,

And I do want to get my way

That all does happen good for me.

But resentment, anger and fear

Are ever storms to rock my boat,

And make my smooth sail disappear.

From my past journeys I need note

To take a pause where I am at,

And get true bearings from my soul,

Pray through mean mental habitat

To reach what God wants as my goal.

I know aboard my ship of life

There's safe anchor through storms of strife.