Lifes meaning to me.

It comes to me loud and clear,

The older we get the less to fear.

 

The valleys are wider, the hills are near,

Those we meet are not to fear.

 

What I see and what I say,

Give life it’s meaning you could say.

 

Bless those near me, bless that that will hear,

The blessing we have are found are all in the mirror.

 

Don’t look around, don’t look far,

The blessing are found in our vintage thus far.

 

Make the image we see in the mirror,

Be the reflection to those we hold dear. Look to those others we call brothers. Do they see when they look to me, the same image I saw, when I looked at me.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Thank you my readers, my friends to the end.

Gods blessing are shared with us all; it’s my turn to share with all that which I may. My writings, my articles my thaughts are as God gave to me, that which you read are what the environment gave to me.