Page 17 - SARVAMANTRA

The gift of life POEM

Waking up every morning
Happiness is a choice
That is a gift
Yeah, really it's a choice
The air we breathe
That is a gift Big or small

That we are able to see and hear
Long term or short term
That is a gift
It's a feeling of joy
The Gift Of Life

It is not a given that we wake up every It's helps me enjoy my life
morning
It reminds me I am not empty
Many go to sleep and never wake up
There's happiness around me
It is not a given that we breathe
Some are using oxygen machines It's like my bestfriend
It is not a given that we walk on two feet No matter if we are apart
Some are on wheel chairs .
But always together in heart
All these are gifts
All these are by GOD'S grace. The secret of happiness
Let all treasure the gift of life is to admire without desiring
Let none take it for granted
Happiness will never come to those
We know not what tomorrow holds
We know not what the future holds who fail to appreciate what they
Let's honour those ee love already have

Let's show them that love
You need nothing to be happy,
They may not wake up tomorrow
The gift of life is taken away at anytime. You need something to be sad…
The gift of life is withdrawn at time.

Vanya Pandey Anushree Rathore
Class- IV - A Class- IX - “A”