Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Of Sneak-peeks and Such

 A Sneak-peek at our lunch-treat;-)

No one gets a sneak-peak
Into morrow’s day
No one knows for sure what waits
One hour away

No one knows for certain
What, before day’s end
Waits to pin its curtain
To past’s dividend

But one thing we do know
Without slight or fail
God’s love opes dawn’s window
Mercy tips its grail

© Janet Martin

 Since my youth, God, you have taught me,
    and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.
Even when I am old and gray,
    do not forsake me, my God,
till I declare your power to the next generation,
    your mighty acts to all who are to come.



Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!