Growing Goodness
The days, they quickly come and go
who knows about tomorrow.
Will we greet another day
be touched by joy or sorrow?
Why do we waste our precious time
on things like greed and hate
when any day could be the one
we're called to Heavens' gate?
From this day on I choose to live
and fill my life with love
to share the gifts that I've received
from our Lord above.
I'll use my voice to trample hate
where ever it is heard.
Where ever there's a broken heart
I'll place a soothing word.
As these days pass quickly by
I'll do the best I can
to plant the seeds of goodness
into my fellowman.
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