What If Today Was The Day Poem by Ginny Alloway Baker

“What if today was the day
you held in your grasp
every dream, every hope,
everything you could ask?

What would you feel after
you got a good taste?
That sense of well being,
or disappointment of waste.

What would you think
of all that was treasure
that it had lasting meaning
in ways you could measure?

Or is it transient
without depth or cost
Soon obsolete and empty
with a soul that is lost?

Mansions and money
all we can attain
have only fleeting pleasure
if that is all we gain.

The essence of our being
will go on long after
in Heaven with treasure
or Hell our disaster.

August 27,2005