Tuesday, April 9, 2013


Create in me a thankful heart
And do not let my thoughts fall prey
To discontentment’s cheerless ploy
To pine for dust-and-rust decay

Create in me a loving heart
Not for stuff’s cold, unfeeling dirt
But for life’s kindred flesh and blood
For hand outstretched and hearts that hurt

Create in me a gentle heart
Revenge and rancor are not mine
But help me to forgive offense
And strive to let love’s pure Light shine

Create in me a humble heart
Lest I be blinded by my pride
Forgetting that because of me
And at my hands you bled and died

© Janet Martin

Thoughts while spring-cleaning...
Everything but Love 
and the recourse thereof
 will return to dust-bunnies
and other such stuff


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