So very short my life does span,
Along with every mortal man,
Across tomorrow’s future vast –
Across all history and past.
Just like a blossom’s fragile frame,
Just like a fire’s fickle flame,
Like starlight’s beauty fades with dawn,
So will my days on earth be gone.
Though oh so short my life on earth
And while all worldly treasure’s worth
Will fade as grass in passing fields
My Savior’s blood from death me shields.
My breath I take to sing to God.
My song, when raised, though sounding flawed,
Gives praise to Him Who made the stars –
For my life hides within Christ’s scars.
So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
(Psalm 90:12 ESV)
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(Poem and Pictures by Heidi Viars, June 2014)
Heidi Viars 
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