Three trillion cells I marshal each day
feeding them all while carrying their waste away.
God did give my body daily challenges, so true
yet, I've lived these many years and was never blue.
Ten years, twenty and now fifty or more
the potholes of life have become a bore.
Still, as I walk daily through many deep pains
I know that God supports me and watches me gain.
My soul, full of scratches and metal so torn
has made me a man now truly reborn.
Life in all its crazy and insane many ways
now grants me deep peace, in my later days.
On the next morn, I will rise and do it all again,
cells by the billions still on the mend.
I'll be ever seeking a purpose for Dan
praying that God has a really neat plan...