A Gift Lost
By: Wayne Brown
A very special time…a moment to remember
Catches on fire from the smallest ember
Its flame builds and grows with every inspire
Until it becomes its own raging, glowing fire
Life, a wonderful gift…a simple point of one’s birth
The moment one becomes a species upon this earth
From that single point on, what we do with it is ours
Our time here is limited; controlled by greater powers
Each of us can do…from birth, just about most anything
Life is a number of days until we hear the angels sing
What shall we do with such a wonderful gift?
What can we accomplish to make the Heavens lift?
Perhaps not as much as we think…not so much at all
For ever so many will waste it; never try in their fall
Far too many will just live life day by passing day
Not once thinking of the gift that slowly slips away
We need not do great things in what we achieve
Our approach may well determine the mark we leave
Our attitude as to whether we can or cannot
May well be the stone that casts our life’s lot
Grab life with a gusto with each coming sunrise
Look for opportunities in front of your eyes
Take all that you encounter and give it a lift
As you embrace life…God’s wonderful gift
©Copyright WBrown2012. All Rights Reserved.
11 May 2012
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