Life is precious
It was Thursday, I awake to a new day,Wednesday was gone, and on my knee I pray..
Help Lord for the faitful has failed from among men,
Having no thought of where or when;
Yes I started the day off on good ground,
Thinking my rested body was safe and sound
Only to find a pain in my chest,
causing me to under go a lot of test.
Blood test, stress test, EKG and more,
Doctors , technician, nurses, examining and making sure
One day becomes two days, and two becomes three
Needles just ripping through my veins, just wouldn't let me be
Take nothing for granted, no matter the cost,
Life is precious my friend, but sad when it is lost.
Edgar Rochester
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