Living

Dan Johnson

© April, 2011

Living

Each day

One uncertain day at a time

Simply means another

Day of

Living

For those of us who were born during a period of war, in my case World War II, it did not take long to realize that this world we were born into only offered one particular hope…and that being as long as we had air to breathe, sun to warm our souls and shelter from the rain, we would be given one more day to live. While we bore witness to atrocities in our own backyard and around the world, we were horrified at how cruel man can be to his fellow man. We shook our heads in sadness when leaders were slain at the hands of vile men; yet we also wept rivers of tears when our brothers and sisters returned from those far off fields where killings took place, and these brothers and sisters were brought home in flag draped caskets forever blinded by the joy of witnessing another sunrise or setting of the sun. We rant and rail at the antics of our politicians, and yes we laugh at the silly things they say and do; especially when they think they are leading, when what they are doing is following some golden ring that will serve their own good. Through all of this, the good and the bad, one constant remains.  

Living

Each day

One uncertain day at a time

Simply means another

Day of

Living

And that is a precious gift.

dlj