O my days, please be kind –
string happiness along
with golden light and laughter
and a melancholy song,
with whispers of the yesterdays
and dreams of things to come.
O days, shower me with life
and living before I succumb
to the end that follows us –
to the day when silence falls,
when souls are snatched from this earth
when our last adventure calls.

photo by Lisa Paul
Copyright ©2026 Lisa Paul. All rights reserved.
Lisa, this one is superb. The words, the message, the stunning “end of days” image. What a humbling reminder of the brevity of our days and the need to embrace every second. 😎👏
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Darryl 😊
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What a beautifully written poem to go with the photo ❤️
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Thank you so much, Esther ☺️
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Feels like a prayer to the universe great verse
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Thank you for your lovely words! ❤️
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This is gorgeous, both verse and image, Lisa. I love what you have created!
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Thank you for your lovely comment, Nancy ❤️
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Beautiful photograph and poem. May the Lord shower with blessings.
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Thank you, Frank! ☺️
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A very moving poem Lisa 💔
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome dear friend
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There is such a wistfulness to these words. I love it.
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Thank you 💜
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