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Whichever way we look at life, we know both good and bad,
And have our share of joy and strife when we were glad or sad,
What is the point in thinking great, fantastic, or sublime?
Though life we often celebrate, who does that all the time?
As years go by, we laugh and cry, then Christmas says adieu,
Another year is there to try, more wisdom to pursue
And yet we travel near and far, regardless, come what may,
We even aim at yonder star so very far away.
Technology is everywhere, but tragedies are, too,
We know some people do not care. Must that remain their view?
We know despite the falling snow that Spring is coming soon,
The sun still shines as rainbows glow, while evenings bring the moon.
In dreams, we wander endlessly, like drunkards in the street,
Or think as athletes that should be the hardest ones to beat,
Yet even as we seek the best and try to win them all,
Each of our lives is but a quest that needs a miracle.
While millions pray to God and hope for blessings yet to give,
In every land across the globe, some ask each day they live.
And yet more blessed are those who love, such that they give as well,
With faithful giving proved enough so one and all can tell
That many choose to stay steadfast, though rainbows come and go,
As lifelong friends, from first to last, as their donations grow.
Life is an opportunity to turn bad things around,
God showed us that through Calvary in ways that would astound.
While Man has always been two teams, one evil and one good,
Our charity fulfils our dreams of doing what we should.
Denis Martindale. June 2021.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem