All Are Precious Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Not a single breath or heartbeat;
not one moment in time
can we be assured is ours.
Who can know the bigger picture
or what might be the overall design?

We struggle through life
rise to each new dawn and
meet the challenges of whatever road
we find ourselves on;
then find we control nothing
at the end of the day.

Age and experience tells us
it’s true and when to let go.
And that becomes the best time life
when we are ready to start livin’
from a heart learning to be grateful
for WHATEVER moments are given.