The Beauty of life is
our children, our pride, our wives
In the middle of this microcosm of life
It's always the little things that matters
Like Making a homeless person day bighter
And Working on our dreams little harder
The old lady you help at the grocery store
The good news and the surprising phone call
The single mom you encouraged and gave hope
The struggle kid you motivated and help cope
The orphans you donated to and caused to smile
The changes we make and going the extra mile
The blind man you helped cross the street
The little coins we discover during our broke days.
The friendship we kept and the ones we make along the way.
The little advices we give that goes a long way to change lifes
Extraordinary people; are ordinary people putting extra;
The extra effort to feed the poor
Extra time out of your way to touch life
Extra spirit of gratitude to say Thank you
And appreciate the little things in life
Extra courage to forgive and call out wrong
The beauty of life to me is;
The joy of seeking His face
And beholding the beauty of His grace
Beauty isnot in what we see but feel
beauty is not wealth but health
Not houses but homes
Not in individuals but families
Beauty is not in having but giving
Not in taken but sacrificing
Not happiness but joy
Not how bless we are but
how we able to bless.
I rest in the fact that I changed a life
Than the fact that I changed my life
i feel like doing some good after reading this poem, thank you
A fine and lofty verse written in persuasive expressions with conviction. A beautiful philosophical reflection. Thanks for sharing, Duke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, duke perry. Thank you so much for your words on my poem.