Day by Day in Paradise

No matter,

what troubles we may face,

you and I –

we’re living in paradise.

Take a look about you,

see the homeless,

their hands outstretched –

their eyes beseeching.

You have all that you desire

and if at times,

you find that there are worries,

life is never easy,

yet, when you lay down at night,

your head will have a soft pillow.

While there are those who,

sleep on the pavement,

rest their head on a stone.

Take a look at the dirty faces,

of children begging in the streets.

Open up your heart

and help to make them smile again.

Each and every day you return,

to your paradise on earth,

the place you call home –

among your family and friends.

Yet, on the cold and dark street,

there are people,

who don’t wish to be there,

they have no life or future

and even a kind word or glance –

can mean so very much.

Holidays are spent,

in rooms full of love and laughter,

while the poor sit in shelters,

among others like them –

where the world looks gray and dreary.

Reach out to help them,

volunteer and give them some joy.

You know the Lord is looking out for them,

so you can do it too,

for every day that you live –

is like another day in paradise.

Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

4 thoughts on “Day by Day in Paradise

  • June 29, 2017 at 1:10 PM
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    Thoughts to ponder on for sure. Very well stated, Rasma. There are so many who need help just to survive. Nice work with a great message

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  • June 30, 2017 at 2:30 AM
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    Thank you Phyllis. It often makes me sad to see the growing number of homeless on the city streets.

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  • July 23, 2017 at 10:50 AM
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    Yes, Rasma, I agree. We should be thankful everyday for the paradise we live in. Everytime we complain we should try and remember the millions who are worse off than we are and be grateful. Good poem.

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    • July 24, 2017 at 3:18 AM
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      Thank you John. I say a morning and an evening prayer for all the blessings I have and to ask Him to help those who need His help.

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