ONE DAY AT A TIME
224,224 poems read
With bright colors of all shades,
We wear our Sunday's best,
A parade gloried celestially.
The house of God is filled,
Prayers are voiced with symmetry,
To cleanse our souls with His grace,
And Peace on Earth for all mankind.
Children seeking hidden colored-eggs,
Families and friends gathering unitedly,
Thanking the Lord for our daily bread,
And to serve those who have not enough.
On this joyous, blessed day,
We celebrate the Rising of the Christ,
A sacrifice He endured for you and me,
For all our sins to be pardoned.
May God bless your life with Hope,
Peace, and everlasting Happiness,
And fill your heart with Gladness,
Today, and through All the Days Ahead.
Yana Petkov
April 2004