This life is mine, from my God a gift
With a book of rules, I’m set adrift
And I must learn long before I die
Which rules I shall observe or defy.
Our God is kind, loving and giving
He requires prayer to earn forgiving
For in the end when there’s no strength left
Who is there to blame for our life’s theft ?
We own the clock in this human race
But none knows where is the other place
So I’ll wait in line with all the rest
To say my prayers and to give my best !
Claire V. Bogdanos 