The wheels of life keep turning,
Propelling us along,
And as they go, we're learning,
To, be both soft and strong.
To take laughter, fun and pleasure,
To take grief, sadness and tears,
And when we've had full measure,
Along come other fears.
This world can be so splendid,
But also hard and cruel,
And as one hurt is mended,
Along comes a renewal.
So take each day, and value it,
Once gone it can't return,
Just treasure every single bit,
And give each your concern.
© Ernestine Northover
A poem of care, warmth, and wisdom. Thank you, Ernestine. Warm regards, Gina.
These are wonderful words to live by, Ernestine. I hope you don't mind if I print your poem. It's beautiful. Warmest regards, CJ
Ernestine, this is written with pure wisdom.............Beautiful advice. Sincerely, Mary
Another shining example of the Northover charm. Simply lovely, Ernestine. Shannon xoxo
Dear Ernestine, This a sweet and philosophical treatise that gently hectors the reader and reminds them how precious a gift each day is. A tender and precious poem. Wishing you the best, Hugh
I agree Ernestine, it is in the day by day happiness that you give and receive, that makes life wheels go on and onwards. A lovely poem of telling it the way it is. All the best to you and yours. Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We must be thankful for the good times and not let the hard times overshadow a moment of their grace.Always try to keep a candle in sight God Bless and keep you both.Love Duncan