Saturday, October 9, 2010

Turning 45

The middle of a decade;
The turn of a year.
The creek of bones;
The device to help you hear.
The cane to be able,
To navigate without fear.

Is this what it mean to be 45?
Perhaps once upon a time,
But not for me this year!

The classes that I teach;
The carpools that I drive.
The walks that I take,
To make sure I will thrive.
The moments and the memories,
Cherished with family and friends.

Is this what it means to be 45?
From now until it ends!

Here's to the year ahead -- loving, learning, teaching, serving -- All for His Greater Glory!

Time to stop and smell the roses!
 Thank you, Lyle! They are beautiful!


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