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Heaven’s call
 

Live for the minute, the hour, and the

Day, for who knows when it all might

Be taken away. Who knows what the

Future may hold or deny, unexpected,

Regreted, lamented, deprived.

 

In the still of the night when the earth

Is at rest, life silently passes from this

World to the next. Yes, it may well be

Maudlin, but nonetheless true, every

Second is precious, every second a jewel.

 

The world is not perfect, there are tears

To be had, life’s force ever fading from

Iris to black’. The joy of warm sunshine,

A garden in spring, a true celebration

Of love in all things.

 

Believe in life’s blessing, cast anger

Aside, rejoice in the moment, don’t

Sacrifice time. Live life like you mean

It, bring joy where you can, offer help

Where help’s needed, hold out a warm

Hand.

 

Be true to yourself, put greed to one

Side, comfort the lonely, bring light

To their eyes. Treat each day as a gift,

Good works to perform, and you’ll

Have done all you can when you hear

Heaven’s call.
 

© Joseph G Dawson
08/03/2019





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