Words of Life, Love and Praise
The Days
Ever watchful, observing all -
Sorting the remnants in the days dwindling hours,
drawing near which lends a smile to the soul.
Cherished bits and pieces of a life well-lived,
for these precious moments live far past the day.
Oh, the eyes of one's heart -
Preserving our path through the many storms in life,
as a map to remind us from where we have come.
Shadows linger as does light, pray the light be more!
Sorrow's depth or joy sublime, thy eyes reveal so much-
Opportunities missed to a now open door...
Go forward, seize your prize,
for this your journey, lasts but a moment.
Sorting the remnants in the days dwindling hours,
drawing near which lends a smile to the soul.
Cherished bits and pieces of a life well-lived,
for these precious moments live far past the day.
Oh, the eyes of one's heart -
Preserving our path through the many storms in life,
as a map to remind us from where we have come.
Shadows linger as does light, pray the light be more!
Sorrow's depth or joy sublime, thy eyes reveal so much-
Opportunities missed to a now open door...
Go forward, seize your prize,
for this your journey, lasts but a moment.
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The Days
The Days
