The Last Day
Live each day of your life as tho' it will be, the last day that your loved ones you will see. The last time you will have the chance to say, you're a great gift in my life and I love you today. Who knows which one will be the first to go. Maybe you, your son, your dad, who knows. But each word you speak, each act you preform, makes a mark in your life and a memory is born. Will the memory be one you can be proud to claim, or one that will put your love and heart to shame. Will the one who is left to carry on in this life remember joy with you or have memories of strife. One can not take back words nor say the unsaid. Change from being moody and to laughter be led. Undo the moment that the temper did flare. Plant a kiss, give a hug, and show that you care. Or will your smile warm the heart of those you're around. Will your unselfish kindness be their day's joyous sound. Will your heart display an interest in each moment they live while to them all your love you so lovingly give. Moments are gone just the same as each breath, and memories can't be changed and neither can death. You must live your life as tho each moment is the last and create good memories for both present and past. By Sandy Eakle
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