Cynics in their foolishness say,
“Life is insignificant,”
And I pity them as they
Do not know the wonders of this world.
When you understand
That life is truly a gift,
Precious and invaluable,
You learn to appreciate all things.
I wept taking in the beauties of yesterday
And I weep taking in the beauties of today.
The sound of the crickets which seem so commonplace,
I express thanks to God for,
The soup an elderly woman daily shares with me,
I understand is not forever,
The times I go biking by the shore
Are kept in my heart’s memory,
The moments spent with my loved ones,
Are vague and tender images in my mind.
I am overwhelmed with humility to be able to experience,
And I cry tears of gratitude and joy.
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
Cynics in their foolishness say,
“Life is insignificant,”
And I pity them as they
Do not know the wonders of this world.
When you understand
That life is truly a gift,
Precious and invaluable,
You learn to appreciate all things.
I wept taking in the beauties of yesterday
And I weep taking in the beauties of today.
The sound of the crickets which seem so commonplace,
I express thanks to God for,
The soup an elderly woman daily shares with me,
I understand is not forever,
The times I go biking by the shore
Are kept in my heart’s memory,
The moments spent with my loved ones,
Are vague and tender images in my mind.
I am overwhelmed with humility to be able to experience,
And I cry tears of gratitude and joy.
