My Passion
My greatest passion is living life to the fullest,
straining every last bit of worthwhile from time
that I have left on God’s green earth.
From the very moment of birth,
grasping the thing which feeds you the most,
which gives you the most enjoyment and satisfaction,
which leaves more of you behind than that which is lost.
That to which you know you were born.
---My thing of passion is genealogy,
probably the dullest thing that could ever be.
Except to one born of my legacy.
I’ll leave behind a history of my family.
Back to 1700 is as far as I can see.
But even that much means so very much to me.
Your passion has not to be something great,
something which will turn the world.
It only has to be you, what you are, what you do.
So posterity may say “Yes that was he.”
And He will say “Well done, my good and faithful servant.”
© Jul 20 2010 For Amy’s “deepest passion” contest
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