Pamela O. Rucker

(JULY,30TH,1960 / Watauga CO. N.C.)

The Importance Of Family


Time passes so quickly there's no time to waste
Spend time with your family, don't hesitate
For you never know if tomorrow will come
Show your love to all, and not just to some
You never know the impact that you will make
Make sure your actions are real and not fake
If tomorrow comes and your loved ones are gone
Your life is in despair and you're left all alone
Yesterday is gone and you can't get it back
Your heart is left cold, and your feelings now you lack
It's regrets you'll feel with a broken heart
You say 'God if I could have just one more start'
But time that is lost can never again be found
There's only quietness, no more laughter or sound
So use wisely the time in which you've been given
Don't be wasteful and make sure that you are living
Your family is a precious gift from the Lord
Always show them love and don't strike them with a sword
No human is perfect for we all make mistakes
We must learn forgiveness before it's to late
If love we freely give then love we'll freely get
And when it's heaven time, we'll be ready you can bet

Submitted: Wednesday, November 05, 2008

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