Days Made With Gold Poem by christopher veremu

Passion raw torch this today fiercely ablaze
Let your spirit soar higher past clouds further
Cheer self the more roaring for the heavnes
To God's busy angels heartily happy hands wave
Glide and slide on this magic of all rides yet
Refuse worry about damning fall it has its turn
Fly high free frolicking above clouds endless
Banish fear of discent in bliss float effortless
Remembering golden days are a hard find much rare
Arrest them crest of all super sweet best of days
Bow to them revel in them all yours to today take
Surrender self whole to perceive such sweet marvel
Refined special gift more glad to receive ready
Smash yesterday's hurts tomorrow's ugly fears
Mik hard dry today's juicy bounty dare believe
In heart's chamber firm lock today so never cease
With purposed grit this day with both hands seize
Could be last chance real to nourish the spirit