My reflections

Each morning,when i wake up
I reflect on yesterday;
And remember the lovely things
That happened along the way.

Each evening,as i retire to bed,
I dream of the next tomorrow;
And wonder if the new experience
Will be tingled with laughter,joy or sorrow.

No matter what these feelings be -
An inspiration,thought or deed;
They're special secrets etched in memory
Fulfilling a desire,hope or need.

I may not know the reson why
Nor fully comprehend;
How things happen,what and when,
Except they fall within God's plan.

Into this pages;I shall pen
Precious moments,now and then.
Perhaps,I'll re-read to understand
Or simply share it with a favoured friend.....