Thursday, June 2, 2016


I like a land where dusk rolls free
Across unhindered hills
Where vesper-flushed tranquility
The heart’s deep hunger fills

I like a clime where green is chief
Before gold flows waist high
Where time is marked by turn of leaf
And woodland’s fading sigh

I like to lounge on banks of grass
And list to zephyrs jive
The river like a looking glass
Where swallows dip and dive

I like a land, glorious and grand
Because God made it so
And all we truly understand
Is, tis by grace we go

Tomorrow is another day
(If Time its grace imparts)
To send the travelers on their way
With hope-refurbished hearts

© Janet Martin

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