I have read so many beautiful poems,

that have touched my heart and my soul.

Yet, I’ve never been able to write one

I could really call my own.

What shall I write of , what shall I say

that would bring people joy at the end of a day.

A day that is over, a day full of joy,

well I’ve lived, worked and loved, so I’ll give it a try.

The way you respond to each day of your life,

with it’s good times, it’s bad times, the problems and strife.

What else can you ask for, what more do you need.

Your day has reflected what you give you receive.

For giving is getting in a round about way,

for the circle of life comes to all every day.

Yes, I gave of my love and was loved in return,

what greater lesson could we possibly learn.

Each moment of life we each give in some way,

and contentment is ours at the end of the day.

I have said just a little of what is deep in my heart,

it’s not very easy to know where to start.

It proves even harder to know how to end,

but if you’ve read it this far, then I have just found a friend

TAMAR

(1984)