Day 16-

I just loved this when I read it so instead of my usual post today I will leave you with this:

Until Tomorrow-Be Safe

Back Home

If I had the power to turn back the clock,
and go back to that house at the end of the block.
The house that was home when I was a kid,
i know that I’d love it more now than I did.
If I could be back there at my mothers knee,
and hear once again,the things she told me.
I’d listen now as I never listened before,
for she knew so well what life had in store.
And all the advice my dad used to give…
his voice I’ll remember as long as I live.
But it didn’t seem really important then,
what I’d give to live it all over again.
What I’d give for the chance I once had,
to do so much more for my mom and dad.
To give them more joy and little less pain,
a little more sunshine-a lot less rain.
But years roll on and i cannot go back,
whether I was born in a mansion or a shack.
I can start right now in the hour that’s here,
to do something more for the ones I hold dear.
And since time in its flight is traveling so fast,
I can’t spend it regretting that which is past.
But i’ll try to make tomorrow a happier day,
By doing my Good unto Others…Today.

By Becky Sellers---1982
Artist Jo Grundy