One Life to Live

Rosebud By Rosebud, 20th Apr 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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This poem is about how precious life is, and how blessed we are to be given this gift. Let us thank the Lord for this blessing.

The Gift of Life

Life is a precious gift from God
A lifetime blessing from the One above
Be thankful and live it according to God's plan
Live it to the fullest as we only have one

In life's journey there are sorrows and joys
It's part of life that we can never avoid
Tears exist when we endure some pain
But we rejoice each time we reap our gains

In this life we live there are ups and downs
Times that we smile and times that we frown
There are tests we go through but that's what life is
And after all our struggles, some good things await

We only have one life to live

We are only given one life to live
We never know where it will lead
God has given us the ability to think
To make each day well worth lived

For each day of our lives that passes by
We can opt to do things wrong or right
But whichever we choose we must realize
That for it we exchange a day of our lives

We must be ready when tomorrow comes
What we did yesterday is forever gone
What's left is something to ponder upon
And consequences are yet to come

One life to live is what we all have
Let each day be spent like it's our last
Do the best things that we possibly can
And be an inspiration to each and everyone


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author avatar mistyleaf
21st Apr 2012 (#)

Yes...we only live ones and so we have to make the best of it. Nice poem. Thank you.

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author avatar Rosebud
22nd Apr 2012 (#)

I'm glad you liked it, mistyleaf. Thanks for your comment.

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author avatar Md Rezaul Karim
21st Apr 2012 (#)

Yea, well written and shared, indeed we must thank Lord for everything we have got,
Everything nice and beautiful.

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author avatar Rosebud
22nd Apr 2012 (#)

Thanks for commenting, Md. I appreciate it so much.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
21st Apr 2012 (#)

Beautiful both poem and thoughts...

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author avatar Rosebud
22nd Apr 2012 (#)

Thanks a lot, Delicia. Your comment is very much appreciated.

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
21st Apr 2012 (#)

Life is a dance and we all dance,
They are steps no second glance.
To fill the momentum that makes life,
The one of love or full of strife.

For in the actions come memories,
These create points in reveries.
When the dancer disappears all remains is soul,
It is the ultimate that keep keeps you whole.

For that carries experience, outer body shell,
It pour out the exuberance you know so well.
You may come back yes but in time,
But its the original face that keeps you sublime.

So live your life as if each day is your last,
For everything in life is based on what you cast.
If you do good, good you shall receive,
If there is wrong, you may be granted reprieve.

For in the end what matters the most,
Is to which side you played dominant host.
For when you return to file your report,
Its time for the Creator to finally retort.

For each seed you sow so you shall reap,
That is the experience thats yours to keep.
For at the end of the day its your own life,
You may choose to love or end the strife.

They both are the memories you take with you,
The thoughts of life that see you through.
For thats the verdict that passes the test,
That puts you on a pedestal above the rest.

By Anisha Achankunju (Lady Aiyanna) (C) 22nd April 2012

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author avatar Rosebud
22nd Apr 2012 (#)

Thanks so much for that beautiful poem that you wrote, Lady Aiyanna. I appreciate it, and thanks for commenting.

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