Thursday, April 10, 2014

Tomorrow's Hope

PAD challenge Day 10: write a future poem

The future has a funny way
Of turning into past
This little cup we call Today
Is emptied far too fast

All Unknown in tomorrow lies
No one can know its lot
The future, though we fantasize
Is never what we thought

I could not bear today’s regale
Or hear its melody
If someone drew aside the veil
From morrow’s mystery

We chase the sun across the skies
Yet every night it slips
Into an ocean of Good-byes
Beyond our finger-tips

One foot and then the other, love
Through both life’s good and ill
Tomorrow never really comes
Yet is today’s refill

The Hand from which Time’s moment’s rain
In gasps of joy or sorrow
Does not falter but will remain
Beneath every tomorrow

© Janet Martin

 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. Heb. 13:8

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