Memories Colored With Bliss
Bliss-filled nostalgia of bright memories
resurrected my joyous youngster days
urged by my special child’s grand masterpiece
showing a lady’s multi-colored-dress
which he persevered on thru his crayons.
Such glad reminiscence brought me flashback
of my art-inspired times with my siblings
when we would make alive various drawings
by delightfully applying colors
with Dad and Mom cheering.
With vibrant mood, I’ll constantly cherish
our mirth as a family together
warmed by love’s radiance, glowing with sweet care
while feasting on God’s blessings* midst dearth blues
thanking Him for grace-light’s faith-fluorescence.
Never in oblivion would I bury
golden stewardship lessons of mentors
“Work well; invest in eternal values;
Waste not resources, nor squander money;
Spend wisely, yet wholeheartedly you share.”
*Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.
September 18, 2018
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2018
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