The Gift of Life
Life we sometimes take it for granted
It is like a seed that is planted
Our trials and tribulations is the voice
We was giving free will a gift of choice
We live and learn by mistakes
Nobody knows the end of time or their fate
Time can be a enemy or friend
We all come short of God's glory by sin
Every day should be full of joy and happiness
But sometimes we grieve with coldness and emptiness
Love is the definition and key to life
We are the blame if we live in strife
Accomplishments and success is life's reward
Family and self-progressive-indulgence is moves us forward
We must live one day at a time
We don't know if we will ever see another sun shine
Life is a special gift
I hope you read and take heed to this.
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