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From The Day You Were Born

My only grandson will turn 10 years old in April and I wrote this for him when he was three years old.

From The Day You Were Born

The war started,Austin, 333 days
from the day you were born.
And I’ve watched you grow in many ways
from the day you were born.
And though the country’s now in a fight,
protecting freedoms is good and right,
and I pray all your life is bright,
from the day you were born.

Your Mom and Dad will always love you dear
from the day you were born.
And they’ll make things right and make things clear
from the day you were born.
And when problems do arise,
and tears drop from your eyes,
they’ll comfort all your cries
from the day you were born.

And remember their love through good and bad
from the day you were born.
And never forget even when you’re mad
from the day you were born.
For they’ll love you through life’s strain
during its sunny days and  days of rain,
and their love will be clear without blame
from the day you were born.

And when you’ve gotten older, the more you’ll understand
from the day you were born.
And much you’ll figure out, as you become a man
from the day you were born.
And when you’re old and gray
to your grandchildren’s questions, you’ll say
‘I remember many a wonderful day
from the day I was born.’

copyright © 2012 T.J. Gargano


Filed under Family, Life, Love

Birth and Death

I have not figured out the complexities of my thinking.  I’m not always sure who is doing my thinking.  There must be forces in our energy flow that make us jump up when we didn’t think about jumping up, for example.

I am basically pessimistic about life, although I am not pessimist.  I am not morbid nor do I generally like association with the idea, of it.   But we are not at our best  – as we think our best is  – everyday; every moment.  Our ‘A’ game rests some days; sort of like mine, today.

Birth and Death

Birth and death are relatives;
really our only realities.
We’re born to die..but
who knows the reason why?

Is the earth a cell of humanity,
lost in the stream of infinity,
searching, changing,
challenging its right to be?

What is the answer; what can it be?
Who is the leader, where is the key?
It’s surely not in war and all his company.
Love is our only alternative.

Sickness is our sister, who follows every day;
Indifference is our brother, with worries in the way.
But what is deep within us, with eyes to give us sight
that we may see?

Reason, there must be, that I may feel your love;
that I may feel your warmth, that runs within my blood.
If God is not the reason, then relevant to what
is love?

We’ve climbed the highest mountains
and searched the deepest seas.
We’ve picked the ripest fruit
from all the biggest trees.

Birth and death are relatives
with alternatives to the key.
Reason there must be…. and being… is the reason
that there is God.

copyright © 2012 T.J. Gargano


Filed under God