Daylight Savings Poem
These are the days we were warned ofWhen our jobs and self-worth face the knife,Foreclosure knocks for the neighbor next door;There is caution and worry at night.
On great times self-relianceIs bought by you and me;Ego obscures the VisionOf Everything we see.
Hard time will cause Man to pause,He fails or reaches out;The helping hand that touches painIs what this Life's about.
Make no mistake, you were given a breakAs far back as the womb;The dash in the dates on your headstoneRepresents time between birth and tomb.
Love and Compassion are free for the taking,Restoring self-worth just when I think I'm breaking;Myth is illusion, Only Love counts.These convictions are formed as the evidence mounts.
Blessing are gifts that one does not deserve;They are lost when I think they're my right.I no more bring up the Sun in the morningThan I cast out the shadows of night.
Hard times will level a fellow,Ladies give heed to this, too;Nothing but Love and CompassionSaves me or satisfies you.
F.Greg Wright3-8-095:55 a.m.Falls Church, Va.
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