BLESSED ARE THEY


by: John C. Bonser


Our days are like raindrops
on time's windowpane,
each trickles away
and will not come again;
but blessed are they
whose goodness shines through
and changes the raindrops
to diamonds of dew!

Our years are like leaves
that float to the ground
in colors of emerald
and amber and brown;
and blessed are they
whose "leaves," as they fall,
form a blanket of beauty
that comforts us all!

Our lives are like clouds
that swiftly sail be
and are gone in a moment
from Eternity's sky;
but blessed are they
who turn grey clouds to white,
whose kind deeds are stars
on the canvas of night!

Our souls are like angels
with wings that are furled,
assigned to each mortal
who dwells in this world;
and blessed are they
whose love conquers strife,
whose spirits are beacons
that brighten each life!


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