The Gifts
As I go back and look at my life...
The things that made me the sadist
Things that I did caused me strife
Decisions, that weren't the brightest
I have been blessed you see
Learned to feel 'n' touch deeply...
I have immersed myself to some degree
In life and love...'n' tossed out all envy
What I've learned is that life is precious.
Every moment, every word, every action
I like many of you I've been very careless
I've overlooked, rushed into or been brazen
It's easy not to see the worth of a grain of sand,
A rainstorm, a rose blooming, the smile of a child,
The loving woman that forgives and holds your hand...
The acceptance of a friend, the love of a grandchild.
Those of you who are young and dare to listen
You've only one life, so live every moment like a gift
When it comes to love, throw away all caution
Life and love, are the gifts, use them, don't go adrift
James Casey
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Great reflections. And great truth.