Is old age our definite future ?
Is it our fate and our end ?
No,its the present that we ought to live.
Not the future ,not even the past.
For there is no one can predict,
Not even a single minute or a second ,
Not even what an eye blink can hold.
A fact the many intend to forget.
Jalal Michael Sabbagh-https://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com
Whether you are far or next to me ,
l think of you my ecstasy.
With every beat of my heart,
With every blink of my eyes.
With every breath l take ,
With every thought crosses my mind.
With every move l make day and night.
l give you my past, present,the future at sight
For you ,my life l will sacrifice.
take me as you wish to do.
Transform me to yourself.
Melt me,mold me at your will
l accept my fate,what ever you decide.
As long l am with you, I am content l am satisfied.
((Lucky are those who find love,for springs of goodness flow from their H e a r t s .Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://email@example.com