Bookends of Life
In life, we have two bookends A beginning and an end The things amid have filled the gaps Whereby, our lives do blend.
The volumes which are written Reveals the light of men The print upon the pages Contain the breath within.
The chapters stack so neatly Are bounded at the seams And filled with aspirations Our failures and our dreams.
The many happy chapters Hold sorrow in between The valleys and the mountains Are parts of life's great scheme.
The fiber of our being Is glue that makes it stick The text that fills the pages Are choices we did pick.
It takes a set of book ends To make one's life complete The content comes together When both the ends do meet.
One day upon completion Our lives will be made whole When Jesus reads our memoir The mirror to our soul.
We cannot change the content Once written, nevermore It's stored amongst God's archives Upon that golden shore.
Written by: Marilyn Ferguson |
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