taking a stab at poetry

I'm not sure you can actually consider this poetry. It's pretty random and it certainly doesn't rhyme. Just something that came out exactly like this -

Lost

She opens her eyes to another day
Feeling like she’ll be alright this time
She gets out of bed, makes her way through her routine
Hopeful of what the hours to come will bring

She steps out the door into brilliant sunlight
A song in her heart and a smile on her face

The drive to work is both blessing and curse
She enjoys time alone with the Lord and the music
But it doesn’t take long for her heart to be distracted
And soon she’s yelling at drivers and her own temper

She makes it safely to work in one piece
And thankfully, so does everyone else

She turns the key and the engine is quiet
And she sighs because it happens this way every time
And it already feels as if another day is lost
She cries out once again,

“God is there still enough grace for me today?”

His Spirit reminds her of His words and their truth
So with renewed hope, into the rest of her day she goes

What remains of the day is a mystery to her
But because of His words to her, she will not give up
Of God’s grace and love, she knows she’s assured
And because of Him, she knows all is most certainly not lost