That spark of glorious bliss, 
                 endless streaming ribbons of joy
                              a wide bountiful smile
                  etched upon my face forever
                    just as a child with a wondeful toy,

                 That warmth of humanity,
                     the closeness of brotherhood 
            the feeling of mild sun upon your face
              the cool Autum nights , and moonglow
                the touch of satin and lace 

                     All these simple pleasures 
          and the pleasure of memorys recalled
               unconditional Love,and a warm hand
                  is Gods gift for us all 
                     
          So dont cry over what is not 
              rejoice of the splendor that is ours
          each day we wake is another gift 
              like the blooming of a perfect flower
            
               
                  Thanks be to life and love 
                   it is all  for us to hold 
               let us dance, like a kittens prance 
                not crawl in painful gloomy woes