It’s good
when family has the time
To join for
fun and pleasure,
As years go
by, and people grow,
Those hours
become a treasure.
The
laughter, jokes, and silly stuff
Become the
source of stories,
That when
remembered “long ago”
Recapture faded
glories.
For families
age as time goes by
And distance
may set in,
Before you
know
The world
has changed,
And hair has
then grown thin.
Through the
years as eyes grow dim
And brown
turns into grey,
The reasons
for the gatherings
Will go the
other way.
Not
weddings, birthdays, baptized kids,
Will be the
latest reasons,
For as life
moves along the way,
We join for
other reasons.
The generations,
strong and true,
Will age and
pass away,
And those
who mourn
Will stop
and think
About another
day.
When life
was new and days were long
And shared
time was a gift,
Then days flew
by
And years
grew short
And thoughts
began to drift.
They linger
on what once had been,
Of romance,
births and joy
Of moments
spent in loving arms
What life
will oft employ
To teach us
of the precious time
That all of
us must share,
The minutes
that our God does give
To love and
hope and care.
And when
this earthly time is done
When life itself
shall cease,
We see
beyond this earthly bond,
Into God’s
realm of…
Peace,
Alex
