A Golden Life

My life is like a golden treasure chest

running over with gems of which I’m blest.

Memories like diamonds shine in my mind.

Like a prospector, gold nuggets I find.

Sixty-six years of blessings, I confess.

Then to God my gratitude I express.

He has smiled and rained blessings all around.

Each raindrop shines like a jewel on the ground.

If I forget how good God’s been to me

I’ll open up the treasure chest and see

all the ways my life with gold is arrayed.

Then I’ll thank Him for the love He’s displayed.

Each day He blesses me with new treasure

which bestows pleasures beyond all measure.

Precious gifts He gives to me each new day.

My Father knows just how His love to display.

The best treasure I have is eternal life.

Where I will be away from earthly strife.

Then this blessed woman will walk streets of gold

and my Father’s presence at last behold.

Longing to Soar

How should I be seen

As caterpillar crawling

Or a soaring butterfly

Learn to Dance During Life's Rain

At times we yearn for days gone by

when we were young, we'd never die.

No falt'ring steps, our legs were strong.

Nothing with our health could go wrong.


Our eyes now dim, we cannot see;

we cry "What has become of me?"

We strain to hear our loved one's voice.

Now hearing aids must be our choice.


We cannot dwell upon the past.

Live to the fullest while life lasts.

Our God still has blessings in store

before we reach that final shore.


Open our eyes so we can see

how to serve others, this our plea.

Help us not grumble or complain,

but learn to dance during life's rain.
 

Beware of Those Little eyes

She’s watching you

and hearing every word you say.

She’s watching you;

each action, good or bad, you do.

Be careful what you do today.

She’ll imitate your foolish ways.

She’s watching you.

Soaring to Paradise

I soared above the cloudy sky 

 

and there appeared a charming land.

It’s splendor no one could deny.

It was not made by human hand.

Beauty like an island of ice

whose grandeur stole my breath away.

I felt lost in a paradise.

I’d venture there another day.

The plane landed upon the ground.

My feet are planted here for now,

but I won’t always be earth bound.

I’ll fly to there again, I vow.

To soar above the world so high

and see the glory there once more;

I’ll take the chance again to fly.

Then thank my God whom I adore.