Give yourself a chance to dance and sing and live and soar,
Don’t take your life so seriously… this is not your Evermore.
Breathe in the scent of roses as you walk your clovered path;
Lift your eyes to heaven as though your days will last.
The stars that shine above you, count them each twinkling orb,
For these are jewels your Father left, to all that He adored.
Inhale the fragrant Jasmine on a starlit winter’s eve,
Number each falling flake of snow, His breath created these.
Gaze upon the innocence of your baby’s precious face,
They are filled with awesome wonder born in a state of grace.
Dance with your beloved, hold them very near; fill your
Home with music and laughter’s song my Dear.
Forgive yourself for wayward days, not following His lead
Remember you’re His hearts desire; He can fill your every need.
Your children they will leave you, alone again you’ll be so count
The joy… think not of woe… upon your bended knee.
He shaped the rugged mountains, the valleys low and green; the oceans
Deep, the universe complete, for you He created these.
Enjoy the life He gave you here, for one day soon enough, He will
Come and take you to… your forever… Evermore.
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