Painted Memories

If I could create with words a picture worthy of accolades To recite the story of my life as painted by time’s hands On memory’s glorious object My pen would be tipped with beautiful balm That at each stroke counts the blessed bliss Of a soul sated with dream I have lived in the light of hope I have laughed in the warmth of family I have embraced the enfolding arms of destiny And as I stand on yet another stage of life I salute the love that has stayed The friends that have prayed and blessed with genuine smiles Joyously I sing my tale Chant the chant of appreciation For you have all been to me A high-spread sky where my star was allowed to shine The reflection s of an ever varying, flooding light Bursting forth in your victorious hearts Cheering me on.