Of Daily Grace

Memory and desire kindle

Hope and heartache's bittersweet

Even as those sky-clocks swindle

Moments from beneath our feet

Still we search, within each season

For the best of daily grace

Lest we lose sight of the reason

We are here in the first place

Future-present-past mute-mingle

Truth its changeless law imparts

 Where Life’s best will never jingle

In our pockets, but our hearts

The weigh-scale of choice is fool-proof

Night-skies with day-rise align

Ever changing on the changeless

Rudiments of Time’s design

The foothold of fame is fragile

Happiness, no one can buy

Daily grace is free; a God-smile

To the likes of you and I

Oh, for eyes to see the beauty

Not in some strange far-off place

But within love’s call of duty

And God's gift of daily grace

© Janet Martin

So, yesterday when one of the little guys I babysit (schools closed due to extreme cold temps)told us he heard its going to be an early spring, that called for hot-chocolate Cheers!

...and never mind the meteorologist this morning warning us it could be May before we feel any real spring warmth!