The Choice for Life After months of silence I hear a song Many voices of precious souls Speaking from their heart Telling of their searching and choosing. What is my choice? Do I choose safety and comfort The welcome assurance of the familiar? Or do I take a chance Open my heart and see what comes. The road is not yet clear But I know I will choose life Thank you, my friends.
Poems by Robert Oberg
The Book of Life It is called the Book of Life It is a deer in our yard in the morning It is a picture created by a child with love It is a new thought for me from an ancient sage It is the laughter of my loved one And the smile of a new friend It is the good in everything I am blessed beyond measure by this Book May I read it again.
21