A beautiful day for a big ball game And I have a wager with destiny A hundred pushups and situps the same Gladiatorial preparation As any other day so I can be Fit for the battle with mortality Which I enter without hesitation
A battle which though we lose in the end Fighting it makes us better by and by And those who go on to win the war tend To live all our days till the day we die Losing the battle and winning the war I need not wonder what I am here for And if I blunder just blunder some more
When it is over I know I will be There where I want to be right next to you We will come through all this you wait and see Hang on and never look back and just do Your best and pass the test of what is true These beautiful days for these big ball games For we have a wager with destiny:
That the day we die they will know our names
+Steven Curtis Lance
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YOu go Steveeeeeee- To stay busy keeps you out of trouble-- How do they say it- Idle hands are the devils hands- I like your philosphy heree- Keep it up- She
Very stirring write my old friend and perhaps it is true at that but what is in a name truly, words, poetry, stories, plays,art and songs will be our living souls that we leave in our image of immortality and that is the greatest gift of all.
Thank you for your kind words Steve, I will return,
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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Thank you for your kind words Steve, I will return,
Felix
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