I sit here at my computer tapping away at the keys
Thinking and dreaming of what was and what may be.
Looking back, I had my ups and downs, I guess my share,
Of the pickings. In the end I’d say, I’ve been treated fair.
The good Lord above chooses our lifetime starts and stops,
What we are and what we will be and all the in-between.
I will not complain. I’ll go on to dream and think a lot
Of all that I may be if I follow His lead to the top.
The swift moving hand of time moves on. I am still around
And thankful to my God for all He has given me, a family
When I had none and more. He gave me love, we are bound Together forever and ever. Please God, Bless our family tree.
The growing tree is a shelter against the vagaries of a lifetime.
There will be no one alone to withstand any test brought about
By any storm or waves of anger from without, against branch or
Leaf of our tree. Our roots are long, deep and won’t pull out.
We withstood the starts and stops
What we were and are
And whatever we will be.
We pray to you, our God
Please bless and preserve our family tree.
Copyright 2013 Charles E. Frost
April 15, 2013