Poetry

Poem About Life
(from Louisiana-Bound Story)

Walk down the roads when you're young
The paths by which your heart was won
And there will be a picture in your brain
Which In the next life won't be the same.

Climb the hills when you still are strong
Age will weaken you before too long
Maybe climb yourself a mountain or two
There could be surprises in store for you.

Sacrifice for your kids when you're young
Soon they will be grown up and long gone
But are likely to cherish the times they had
In their early years with their mom and dad.

Go to the house of merriment occasionally
Enjoy your labor's fruit, whatever it may be
But visit the house of mourning more often
So to ponder your existence before the coffin.

When your words have finally been written
And you've enjoyed singing your last refrain
All accomplishments go through the siftin'
And only righteous character gets on the train.

Actions speak clearly when words aren't heard
Fruits that give character come from the 'Word'
So accomplish good deeds that are on your plate
And accept service so growth for others don't wait.

Written by Harvey A. Bond
April 16, 2008