The Life taught me lessons
Which are worth to be penned.
I sit. My body freshens
My brain that reckoned-

One nine and two decades,
Pilgrimage on stones and thorns
Memory of my past fades
With the swift clouds and warns:

Expect not help from people
Never tell them you're sick.
You'll get better by the time's ripple
Then why you put them at risk?

All that are in flesh wither like grass
'They have their entrances and exits.'
All that are in flesh wither like grass
They can never bring that never exists.

Towards the end of Twenty Nine Years and after,
I am learning and believing this one truth:
Having God as the sole companion is sweeter;
As His timely helps proving His undeniable truth:
' I will never leave you;
Nor forsake you.'








© gladis