ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
In life we have a quiet voice, that whispers more than screams,
We open up our mouths to speak, our thoughts, our hopes, our dreams,
We take the easy path it seems, when push turns into shove,
We’re stifled by the maddening crowd, when we exhibit love.
The trail we leave behind in death, will fade like ripples do,
Eventually our memory, will be forgotten too,
But while we walk upon this orb we still have time to give,
To open up our arms and hearts, to love, be loved and live.
Like waves our lives will come and go, they rise and then they fall,
They only last for a brief time, but we can fill them all,
With never ending promises which always are fulfilled.
God’s truth and understanding, His blood for us was spilled.
Our lasting heritage will be, not what we did in life,
But how God lived within our hearts and carried us through strife,
How He alone has shown the way, to heaven’s brilliant light,
And gave to us a legacy, to share from dawn to night.