God gave us each a ball of sun
to toss around and have some fun.
Rolling, bowling balls of care
keep on moving everywhere.
Sparkles dancing on the snow,
inviting us to join their show,
bringing our own sparkles, too,
while lighting ways that see us through.
Dancing in the golden rays,
finding new and brighter ways,
reaching upward, far beyond,
sharing care our strongest bond.
When we share our balls of sun,
circling them to everyone,
some drop those balls while others hold
their secrets, letting them unfold.
Playing freely, holding true,
lightens me and blesses you.
I'll hold your ball while you hold mine,
sending out our mutual shine.
Margery Layton
3-2003
