Amidst the work and amidst the play
I often miss the opportunity that is today
So often when I awake or go to bed
I take for granted that today I could be dead
Today im grateful just to be alive
What better gift could the lord contrive?
To feel this early morning chill
To know that death and all its efforts have come to nil
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