Some eat to live
I live to eat
Some dine
Mine is divine
Ambrosia,
Food of the gods
Eating is the gift of God
The privilege of blessings
Each meal
Is a time to count
The blessings you have
Not the ones you without.
it seems here like eating is a lifesyle not a means to sustain life. good work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Stewart...I did like this poem very much...you may be interested in my Christian poems... well done clean, no nonsense direct to the point. Alf