ONE DAY AT A TIME
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Four-East
What kind of peace did I find at Four-East?
Respect from others, to say the least.
I wasn't sure of what to expect,
But sure enough I will never forget.
The care and sharing,
The bold and the daring.
People who fought,
And ones still being taught,
To believe in themselves ,
and continue to struggle for oneself.
I had a goal,
That didn't go in the hole.
The more courage I built up,
The more pain I gave up.
With that feeling of great hope,
I should always be able to cope,
With the fear within me,
Which I will never let win me.
Through my relaxation,
I will find the right rhythm,
The kind of melody,
No one else can endure,
And this may be my biggest cure.
I have so much strength,
So I will keep my good faith,
That the Lord has given me,
The power to keep in me.
Thank you Four-East,
To say the least,
for all your support,
In keeping my goal.
Yana Petkov
September 1986