Gift Of The Day Poem by Abdul Wahab

You may see one of your grand children
Like James Perry may perish but your grand
Mother James Wall may be well and alive
The breath you take is not your right but
a gift of the day, recess is your right after
hard work, so close your eyes, sit and pray,
and lets your thoughts play, open your heart
and lets the rays of love and hope enter
lots of hate has been spread by the rouges
no more any apathy now we need some good
of them just to feel better, come close, more
close to nature, every moment is a momentous
delight, life is life- a source of joy
weather is weather it is never heavy or light.