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If they
planned a day
so lovely
That the sunrise
inspired a tear…
I’d await that day
so tensely…Count each
minute as it came
near
If there were an extraordinary day of beauty…A magical date, with charms…
I’d show up extra early
Without prodding or alarms
Then I’d awaken
hearing music
Serenading as I rose
Enjoying rhythmic beating
While gingerly choosing clothes
I’d see only love and affection In my loved ones’ shining eyesI’d smile at each word spoken
Whether praise …or news…or lies…
I’d savor every tasty morsel,Relish each delicious sip ,Of the crispy morning’s breakfast,And eagerly start the day’s first trip
As I traveled to my destination
I’d be amazed by all the sights
The brilliance and bright colors
The rich textures, tones and lights
Upon arriving I’d be touched
As the wind brushed my face
By the loving freshness
Of heaven’s hem’s embrace
Crisp clarity would be
noted
In that clean pure air
Of the simple little office
Especially prepared
for me there
Every minute of the schedule
Of this enchanted
day
Would be full Of
inspiration
Everything would seem to go my way
And if there Was a second that wasn’t going magnificently …I’d Just find a way to enjoy it Knowing great things soon would be…
As the dusk crept in slowly
Gratitude would swell my heart
For this precious life experience
That was golden from the start…
Because I’d chosen to sense each detail
In the most pleasing wayThat I could possibly imagine…
So I could have… a lovely day
There is a perfect reason For making that wise choiceThat’s delivered to me oftenAs I recall my mother’s voice
“LOVE each second
like it’s your lastSo regret
won’t plague your death…”
When she told me how to live life With her final breath…
If a bomb destroyed this place
As I fret about my life
Would I regret…… Complaining about
my troubles and my strife?
Wouldn’t I WISH to be exhausted
By the traffic and the bustle,
To be irked by rainy cloudbursts…
Even annoyed by a salesman’s hustle?
Wouldn’t we want a few
more minutes ….
To hold loved ones
in despair …
To tell them how we loved
them ,
how much we truly cared…?
Wouldn’t we beg
for one more chance…
To feel anything… at
all?
Even those rough and
sticky patches
That trip us up
and make us fall?
Who wouldn’t ask for more time?
Promising not to complain…
Whether life
Was filled with
pleasure …
Or full of
problems and
great pain
A Lovely Day
Synthia LaFontaine
I’d swear I’d stop the thinking
That causes one to believe That anything is awful ….
And avow to always perceive
You’d swear you’d stop the thinking That causes you to believeThat anything is awfulAnd avow to always perceive….
The beauty in
each person
The looks that are so
sweet
The truth that life
is way too short
Not something…
one can repeat
Oh if only every doctor would Call Every patient in…Tell them life is over,That tomorrow …Was the end
And let us walk out
vowingTo cherish
each moment
Before we go
Spreading love and
kindness broadly
Because of what we know
Oh, the call would come the next dayExplaining how he erredBut imagine how the world would change…If we had all felt that scared…?
Let’s wear those rosy glasses…
See everything …with love…
And when we think there is some bad Think how it would look from above
Then we’ll live
the finest life
It will always seem so grand
We’ll have
nothing to regret
When God… takes up…
…our hand
Why not decide each day is lovely?No matter what and Come what mayWhy not be grateful to be alive?
freedom by rosiehardy / © All rights reserved
On Black: freedom by r For one more
lovely Day? Synthia LaFontaine [email protected] Gratefully blessed
