The gift of life
Is more honourable
Privileged
Worth the sweat and toil
Come to me all those
Who love gifts
And I will comfort you
You will not suffer from
Want and grief
There is hardly any
Pain
You will be saved by
Your life and
Your life will be
redeemed and
Your life will be your salvation
Celebrate your life during
Day and night
You are a custodian of your
Life
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Author:
Solomon (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It is about the importance of life and a celebration of life. There is nothing as great as having life. We have got one single life and you can't buy life in a store or market. Life is supreme and offers generosity and purpose. Yet despite all the effort in life nothing is more significant than having life. Imagine all the sweat and toil all encompassses life and without the toil there wouldn't be any record of life.
- Category: Fable
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