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| No Promise There's no promise for tomorrow. So, let's help some lost soul today, Ease a brother's pain and sorrow; Help someone lost to find their way. Life is short and the burdens we bare Are too heavy to carry, with no one to share. So, as every day passes, let's not waste one minute. Each new day is precious because the Lord sent it. Tell someone that you hold dear How much it means to have them near. Don't put off the words you need to say By thinking you'll have one more day. So, let us take one day at a time. There's no promise that tomorrow will be yours or mine. Let's live each new day like it may be our last By treasuring our present, not re-living the past. Many Blessings: � 2003 by Vickie Lambdin [email protected] http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/lambdin/home.html http://www.angelfire.com/nc2/treasuredthoughts/PoetryVickie.html Man's Destiny (Ec. 17) I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: For there is a time there for every purpose and for every work. |