~ For Heaven's Sake ~

A Sunday snow caresses ground
White freshness given free,
A talisman I wear this day-
A heart that beats in me.

My heart is strong and I'm alive
I choose the air I breathe,
I stand up straight and breathe it in,
A dream of hope I weave.

Nothing better moves beyond
This moment made in time,
Providence ordains events
But these moments are all mine...

Triumphs, failures cloak my days
In the end, I'll stand alone,
For Heaven's sake~l live and die
And claim this time my own.

Written By
Sharon Frye
© 2010