The dearest words that we can say
Are “thank you Lord” for each new day
Tomorrow has some time to wait
Its thanks may come a day too late.
The time is now not hours hence
It only makes good common sense
The days may rise and after pass
Till we have breathed our very last
There is that moment each must know
We’ve reached the end of life’s last show !
Of all life’s lessons we need learn
That everyone must wait their turn
Not all can prance upon the stage
Not every voice will chance engage.
The monuments of life are real
And challenge all the pulse we feel
While some are silent in the race
And some exist without a face,
There is a truth we can’t deny
Some walk, some run but others fly !
The sun shines bright, we’re on our way
To praise our Lord on His birthday
No matter when that day may be
We’re joyful that we still are free
To pick or choose the manner of
The way we opt to show our love.
We thank You God for Your great gift
And how You give our lives a lift
Whatever happens in our ranks
We proffer You our grateful thanks !
I find myself so very sad
O’er deeds that seem to be quite mad
This world appears so upside down
With too much hatred to be found.
I fear it’s the beginning of
Great loss of faith, kindness and love
A time when peace is known no more
As Satan’s angels go to war.
Oh woe to man and earth below
For all who come as we’ll soon know
Those days that we’ve been expecting
No margins left for correcting,
Oh gracious Lord, please help us now
To evil’s will we cannot bow !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 