Is it the day I have been given?
Is it the time I chase every day?
Is it seconds ticking away in my heart?
Is it the thoughts without action?
Is it the lot of words spoken without feeling?
Is it the large seastorms that rock our boats?
What is life?
Some say it’s the smiles shared, expressive moments never planned
is it the breathe i take?
Being here I am sure was no mistake.
Life is the love I give and receive.
It is what I make with the little I have.
It is more then hope but its faith, I believe.
It is the blessings showed over me