I believe in the Golden Rule,
and that two wrongs don’t make a right.
That for some beliefs, and those we love,
we need to take a stand and fight.
I believe in right and wrong,
Shining through the thick gray steel,
not since a book has told me so,
but from what I learn and feel.
I believe I’ve much to learn,
and that it’s wise to question truth.
For he who claims to know it all,
is surely King of Fools.
I believe in Mother Nature,
her beauty and her power.
Miraculous. Mysterious.
Indiscriminate mix of showers.
I believe that life is good,
an uphill climb each day,
where life’s rewards aren’t found up top,
but in the journey along the way.
I believe I’ll wake in the morn,
as I’ve done thus far til now.
and yet I know there comes a time,
when I’ll have no more tomorrows.
Still, I believe that life goes on,
even though each life must end.
Not on golden streets of heaven,
but through our family and friends.
In loved ones hearts and memories fair,
and in ways words can’t describe.
Each action and deed, a ripple effect,
flowing generations and continents wide.
So, some day when I’m all but gone,
If you want me, look around.
You need only search as far as my son,
in his eyes – my soul is found.
For there I’ve poured it with my heart,
and scattered many seeds,
with hopes that love will grow and spread,
leaving something to believe…
~ smj