Gift From God Poem by Randy McClave

I don't know if the sun will rise
Or if I'll even wake up in the morning,
Everyday to me is a certain surprise
I don't even know if God will grant me a forewarning.
I don't if he will give me my next breath,
Or if he instead will introduce me to death.

I instead will live on my faith
Instead of knowledge and accept what ever comes,
I fear not satan or a ghostly wraith
No matter of the seemingly impossible sums.
Whether or not it is bitter or sweet,
Welcomed or not all I will greet.

I can't tell you about my tomorrow
But, I can indeed tell you about my today,
Of course there will be joy with some sorrow
And of course I will constantly pray.
I will accept all diversities with a shrug or a nod,
As all is a gift from God.

Randy L. McClave