
This poem talks about the uncertainties of life. People die, others have had their share of pains, physically and emotionally. But the reality is that there is a spiritual dimension in this life. Make every time an opportunity to share the wonderful love of Jesus - before it's too late!
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In an hour, every single minute’s precious.
For in this short moment in time that has just passed,
Some people have died – the die for them is cast.
In a day, every hour is so important.
For in this one whole day that has just elapsed,
Many people have experienced pain – collapsed.
In a week, every day is just as priceless.
For in this time period that has just passed by,
People have felt so lost and have asked God “Why?”
In a month, every week must be well valued.
For in this month-long journey that has ended,
Many people’s hearts and souls can’t be mended.
In a year, every month should be accounted.
Because as a person grows a year older,
Some hearts grow with warmth; while others grow colder,
Every minute, hour, day, week, month, year – a chance!
Therefore, we should view life as to be cherished.
Share God’s love now lest lives forever perish.
2 comments:
Good job. The poem follows a straight train of thought which leads to a solid conclusion. A few rhymes are forced, and the last line should have "perished" without "be" since "perish" is not a transitive verb. Anyway, good job! Remember...the thoughts form the poem, the rhymes only enliven it. (P.S. seesh! Why did I let you post first? When I post my poem "Hour by Hour," I'll be the copycat :P)
Yup changed it already. haha. No problem. I'm sure it's still different. We can write naman the same topic diffrently right?
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