Dream a dream and risk a sorrow.
Not every dream was meant to be.
Dare victory and chance defeat.
No struggle is completely free.
Yet, to dream, to touch a sorrow,
Teaches the soul its dignity.
To strive, to do your best each time,
Is all that God will ask of thee.
With equal faith I give these gifts to share,
The power to dream, the courage to dare.
James, such a beautiful poem! When we do our best in this life...we know...that we know, we gave it our best and that's all we can do. God doesn't ask us to do anything more...HE gave each of HIS children gifts to use and to share so that others may enjoy and learn.
Patricia
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D