Friday, February 26, 2016


 On a morning like this it is not hard to 'Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise' Ps.100:4

Soon after the previous post the sun broke through the cloud-bar and I could ooh and aah to my poet-soul's content!

Since we are short on time
And long on eternity
It behooves us to employ
Life’s moments thoroughly

Since none of us can tell
How soon death’s bell will toll
It behooves us to prepare
For the home of the Soul

Since we are Here a bit
And There forevermore
It behooves us to consider
Who we are Here for

© Janet Martin

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