LIFE IS A TREASURE WOVEN BY GOLDEN YARN
STITCHED BY THREAD TO SHOW A TAPESTRY OF LIFE
THE GOLDEN MOMENTS
There's a
Time to be Born
Time to be Born
A Time to Cry
A Time to open
up your Eyes
up your Eyes
A Time to see
Earths Blue Skies
Earths Blue Skies
A Time to Love
and Love your God
and Love your God
A Time to Feel
and Wake your Heart
and Wake your Heart
For God
has Given you a Start.
has Given you a Start.
There's a
Time to Grow
Time to Grow
and do your part
A Time to Learn
and Struggle Hard
and Struggle Hard
A Time to Find
What's Right or Wrong
What's Right or Wrong
A Time to Face
The Truth of all
The Truth of all
A Time to Feel
what Pain is called
what Pain is called
A Time to Love
when Love will Call.
when Love will Call.
There's a
Time to Change
Time to Change
When Seasons Fall
A Time to Think
and Reflect it all
and Reflect it all
A Time for Hope
when Spirits fall
when Spirits fall
A Time for God
when all is Lost
when all is Lost
A Time to Touch
when Teardrops fall
when Teardrops fall
A Time to Smile
and Bear it all.
and Bear it all.
There's a
Time for Darkness
Time for Darkness
When Winter Falls
A Time for Life
to End it all
to End it all
A Time for Answers
when Death has Called
when Death has Called
A Time for Silence
and Prayer for all
and Prayer for all
A Time to be Judged
for what is Wrong
for what is Wrong
A Time to Part
for God has Called.
for God has Called.
POEATREEMAN
BIRTH

LOVE
BEGINS WITH JOY
SORROW ENDS IT
BETWEEN IT ALL
CARE
WILL MEND IT.
POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/26/2012
COPYRIGHT@2012
LOVE
BEGINS WITH JOY
SORROW ENDS IT
BETWEEN IT ALL
CARE
WILL MEND IT.
POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/26/2012
COPYRIGHT@2012
Edgar Allan Prieto
9/4/77
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
THE MOMENTS OF LOVE
The Moments of Love,
are When we're Born
When our Parents,
Take us Home
To Teach us,
What we Ought, To Know
Raising us ,
To be Loving too
For When,
we are Wrong
They Try To Teach us,
What is Right
Showing us,
They Cared
Even When They Scold us,
it is For, Our Own Good
For They Took The Time,
To Show us
How much,
They Really Love
When They Take us,
By The Hand
Leading us Through
our Darkest Fears
They Hold us,
in Their Hands
All The Times,
we Talked
All The Times,
They Listened
They said
How, much They Cared
Even When,
we're Old Enough
They Keep us,
in Their Love
For all The Moments,
They Spend with us
All we've, Been Through
They Think of us,
Through all The Years
Want To Follow, us Through..
Guide us ,
With a Loving Hand
To Keep us,
Straight and True...
THE MOMENTS OF LOVE
The Moments of Love,
Begin With you
When I Find,
my Special Love
To Light my Heart,
Bringing Hope,
To Love
For I Waited my Years,
in Search of you
To Have
This Moment, With you
All The Times,
I am With you
All The Years,
I Thought of you
Will Be Our Monument,
To Love
For it Took
The Years,
To Build
These, Tears
All, The Pains of Love
For I Love you More,
With all I Feel
Where Would I Be
Without you Love?
THE MOMENTS OF LOVE
The Moments of Love,
are With a Friend
When we Shared,
a Talk or Two
Helping,
each Other out
When we're not,
Feeling Good
Listening
To all, Our Troubles
When we Don't Know,
What To Do
For Our Friends ,
are always There
When They Know ,
That Something is Wrong
Trying
To, Make it Easier
If we're Feeling,
Awful Blue
They are Our,
Special People
We Love Them,
Like we Do
For There's no Time,
When you Have, a Friend
They Won't, Come To you...
THE MOMENTS OF LOVE
The Moments of Love,
are With all People
Showing Them,
you Love
For we
Share Our Lives,
All The Things,
God Has Made, Above
All The Things,
He Gave To us
Most of all,
Our Heart
To Love,
Feel,
each Other's, Pain
Through all
The Moments, in Our Life
For all Our Pains
Can Be Love
If we, Really Care
Even With, The Pain,
There is,
a Love we Feel
For God
Has Given, us a Chance
When He Gave
His Son, For Love...
Dedicated To Life, Love, Friends
Especially To Parents
For Without God's Help
We Would not Be Here.
A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
October 25,1978
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
LIFE IS A TREASURE WOVEN BY GOLDEN YARN
ReplyDeleteSTITCHED BY THREAD TO SHOW A TAPESTRY OF LIFE
POEATREEMAN
4/11/2012
BIRTH
ReplyDeleteLOVE
BEGINS WITH JOY
SORROW ENDS IT
BETWEEN IT ALL
CARE
WILL MEND IT.
POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/26/2012
COPYRIGHT@2012