Each day I unwrap as a gift given for a special reason;
Receive, open, admire, use; then I carelessly toss,
Expecting the generosity of a tomorrow like today;
Not noticing day’s life altering pass into new season,
Green to gold to red to brown to grey; life’s eventual loss
Days like leaves falling; debris piling raked cleared away,
Gather to mulch vegetable gardens; new life’s treason
Warmed by elder used days; tiny seedlings nestling moss
Nurtured beneath sleeping branches; await first spring day;
Receive, unwrap, celebrate, future days far over horizon,
No thought for those before who suffered day’s loss;
Sacrifice of life in death to gain new life! I kneel to pray:
My days be not raked cleared and burned in death season!
Instead gathered in sacrifice; like Your life-giving cross!
I wait until new life rises; Jesus honor my remaining day!
Redeem careless days, by Love-giving-joy beyond reason!
joyindestructible 
Oh Pam, this is such deep thinking. So many thoughts conjured in my mind. Lovely poem
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Thank you, Jacqueline. I’m enjoying writing poems lately. I wrote poetry as a teenager and for some reason set it aside.
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Go girl. Have fun 🙂
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Apt.
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Well done
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Oh…thank you.:0)
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A beautiful poem and close to my heart as I also contemplate the changing of seasons and life’s transitions. Thank you. Thank you also for reading my work. Chevvy.
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I’m happy that my words touched you. I read your work because I enjoy it.:0)
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Thanks very much Pam. I’ll be sure to look out for you again:-)
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Good poem; made me realize the importance of redeeming the time
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I’m glad it blessed you, Jim.
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