No matter what else you are doing
From the cradle days, through to the end
You are writing life's secret story
Each day sees another page penned
...
It's 31 years since Mother went away
I miss her so much and think of the day
That she went away to the heavenly home
She left us here sad and alone
...
Life's Book
No matter what else you are doing
From the cradle days, through to the end
You are writing life's secret story
Each day sees another page penned
Each month ends a thirty page chapter
Each year means the end of a part
And never an act is misstated
Or even one wish of the heart
Each day when you wake, the book opens
Revealing a page clean and white
What thoughts, and what words and what doings
Will cover its pages by night
God leaves that to you, you're the writer
And never a word should grow dim
Till the day you write the word finish
And give back your life's book to Him