When the sunset comes,
And we look back,
To the days and years done,
That we have to re-track.
Do we hang our heads,
And curse the events,
Or laugh and give thanks,
To the blessed lives sent?
That at times caused us sorrow,
And at others great stress,
But are glad that they borrowed,
A part in our best.
And the love and the strength,
They enable us to show,
That by life they were sent,
And to a new life they go.
oooh...Im the first here!! Does that mean Im the first one to read this beautiful piece of poetry??? Anyway...to be more serious, it truly is lovely. I love this part: But are glad that they borrowed, A part in our best. You really have a way with your pen. Thank you for sharing this!! Michelle