My Gift To Life

 

Each stroke

Of midnight

Is the first day

Of the rest of my life.

For it is not over

Until the end

Is written

In black and white.

So I sit and wait

To hear the sun rise,

While watching it

Through

The kaleidoscope’s eyes. 

For that is the greatest treasure

I can give

While my heart tries.

Reviews

[William Michael Reeves]

I would like to look through a stereotypical kaleidoscope at a clock that has no time with both eyes. Thought provoking.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you s much

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the end written in black and white.

Ironic isn't it...we went from black and white to color with tv's but
in the end we go back to where we started.
from dust we are born and to dust we will return.

if we can die with a heart that is not troubled...
we win.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well put Jacob. Thank you