Part Of God’s Plans

A boat cannot sail with yesterday’s winds,
so I live for today,
I do not know what tomorrow may bring,
so I live for today,
life is what it is, life, enjoy while you can,
for we are nothing but a mere grain on a beach full of sand,
we have to discover our own plan
and what makes a woman a woman and a man a man,
all part of GOD’S plan,
and there will be always things we wont understand,
all a part of GOD’S plan,
I just live for today and leave it in GOD’S hands…

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Nadeem Qazilbash
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Has been said many times, yet these few words are special, have a certain ring to them.

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