Thurday like Friday,
I like this Thursday the best,
Easter is coming.
It’s April fools day,
remember those days, such fun,
up to tricks and things.
The day passed slowly,
fast at first the just slowly,
as the day grew old.
I am painting trees,
as long as they will stand still,
but I must be quick.
I am painting waves,
little hands in joyful play,
that was a surprise.
Life is so precious,
do not take it for granted,
but treasure the time.
Just sixty seconds,
of you life and time well run,
every minute.
