Rounds and rondelles
Faceted—Oh my!
Shiny and bright
You bring me such delight.
Happy and cheerful
You make me each time.
When I get a dime
I always make you mine.
I’ll thread you
And bead you,
Then I’ll add a charm.
In the end I’ll place you
Dare I say, showcase you
Right around my arm.
Sorrows come and you know why
Lessons can’t be compromised
In the end all things work out
And I’m the better for not falling out
All these things you do with care
In your time all things you’ll share
Meantime help me to stay strong
Never falter from your word.
No more sorrows or pains to bear
This life is mine to love and care
Troubles come and always go
But in the end I have a choice
Of what I’ll keep and what will go
O God I ask that me you’ll hold
Keep me safe, let me grow old
That I may learn what’s mine to mold.
That life I have I can’t deny
Two lungs of mine breathe in and out
Across the sky the birds take flight
While I stay grounded and out of sight
I want to live, to eat, and breathe
And truly feel what’s mine to feel
No more sorrows or other’s pain
The days gone by are done and far
It’s time to look ahead and try
To find new meaning in times to come.
