One Hour - Poem by AHO Speaks
The words come fast to describe the day
Special feelings to enter my mind and permanantly stay.
Clear, pretty, soft, colors, sounds, people, walking, talking, greeting, giving
seeing, doing, etc.
If I would on this earth come no more
I would thank God forever; for this one door.
To eternally love the searching tiny bird
A gift of special feeling found in every worrd.
Imagine in just one hour of waiting time
Sights and sounds of life totally mine.
I could spend my remaing years
Filling pages of the many gifts given; without tears.
There is at least more joy in life than there is to be sad
Be thankful for that and try not to be bad.
God gives each a portion of its vision
To the healthy and the gifted; incliuded as part of the living.
04-08-06 Aho Speaks
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