In the calm after the storm, on a crisp winter morn
wondering what page i am on in this Book of Life being written
for i am forever being smitten by cosmic coincidences
and other worldly occurrences, contrivances and conveyances
if one is not paying close attention so many things can slip by
in the proverbial wink of an eye, in the blink before you die
in the lifetime wondering who, what and why
and just where does one begin?
How the simple act of keeping busy
can keep you from feeling dizzy
When your world is spinning 'round you
you need to find your solid ground,
to focus your attention,
to perservere in the face of contention
the oft mentioned ounce of prevention
is sometimes all it takes...
To do for others,
without second thought
My gifts are love and friendship;
dearly earned and sorely sought
A rare gift given, never bought
but grows out of my love for you...
(written 12-24-10)
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