It’s not always easy
Life’s struggle and stumble
Yet it’s these imperfections
Which help keep us humble
***
Sink to your chin
In a tub full of bubbles
Tomorrow is waiting
With a new set of troubles…
***
We cannot edit moments
They sift through our embrace
Ephemeral deliverance
Forever etched in place
So we should treat its mercy
With grateful, utmost grace
These drops soon paint a picture
That no one can erase
***
Equipped with God’s promises
Beautiful stead
We have within us
Everything we need
***
God bless the happiness of noise
And never-ending mess of toys
And heaven’s best; our little boys
***
Nature inspires and comforts the heart…
Each day is a canvas of Masterpiece art
***
…But no matter how many miracles fall
Babies are surely the sweetest of all
***
In the muddle of laundry and toast crumbs and such
I’ve felt the beautiful, breath-taking touch
Of something that leaves me full-speechlessly stirred
In heavens too holy for commonplace word
***
This is a Friday unlike any other
Treasure its gifted refrain
For this special Friday of virgin allotment
Will never be granted again!
© Janet Martin
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