Paul has asked us to honor the poetic form of
Ghazal. I have chosen for my repetitive phrase
one that I heard often from my father.
Submitted to dVerse Meeting the Bar
February 1, 2018
Young and handsome he said to himself “It’s a good day to be alive”
He considered each day, whatever it brought, a good day to be alive.
Life was hard but he soldiered on, determined that all be well
And fortune smiled as time went on, each day good to be alive.
He fell in love and married, they set out to build a life
And now the two of them considered each day good to be alive.
Soon they were parents and they did it well
Teaching their children to appreciate each good day to be alive.
When grandchildren came their visits were cherished
And he taught them to be thankful for each good day to be alive
Time took its toll, his strong body failed
But he clung to his credo, snatching each good day to be alive
We went for a ride, the two of us, and I learned my lesson still
The end was near, and yet he said “It’s a good day to be alive”.
I'm grateful he was my father, and I often hear his voice
As I face each new tomorrow, I hear "It's a good day to be alive".