Gods Sent Gift Poem by Michael Wamalwa
Gods Sent Gift
Life,
A gift from God,
Respect,
And honour it deserves.
Like glass,
Cherished it should be.
Life,
Oh what privilege.
Life,
A mist it is,
For today,
In the air it hoves,
Tomorrow,
It’s all but faded,
Posing,
As though it never was.
Life,
Oh what a privilege.
God,
Who life gives,
Restore it can,
So worry not,
If away it fades,
Life,
Oh how longing it can be.
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