This Day

This Day
Dr. Jim Martin


This day is God’s gift to you, 
What with it will you choose to do? 
It can be spent in so many ways, 
As you enjoy the sun’s warm rays. 

There is a way that some may choose, 
As hours each day they lose. 
They simply choose to each day start 
With a miniscule part of their heart. 

They sleep much longer than what is required, 
And finally realize that much day has expired. 
When they at last their activities begin, 
It is almost time for the day to end. 

They are again aggravated with their self 
As desired accomplishments are put on the shelf. 
Completion of much they had wanted to see, 
But again, and again, it will simply not be. 

Then there is the one who early rises, 
Because he desires no last moment surprises. 
Most daily expectations he routinely sees 
And in these activities he is with himself pleased. 

A question remains that each must ask 
As he approaches day’s many tasks. 
Will enthusiasm or laziness be my daily start? 
Can accomplishment I claim as each day departs? 

The realized end is up to me, 
If from responsibility I carelessly flee. 
Since One has promised expert support, 
No course of failure should I ever purport.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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