We hold heaven's love-letter
Written, but not of ink
God dips His quill into yon rill
Hope spills in gold and pink
His penmanship of passion
Encompasses the earth
It startles touch with mercy such
That none can spell its worth
The hand that cradles eons
Spans murmured moment-flow
And though we're small His All in all
Does not forget us, no
He renders anew
A letter of unbridled love
From God, to me and you
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From, For and To
A universal Due
From God
For us
To live
For Him
Today
From, For and To
© Janet Martin
That’s what today is;
A gift
from God
to live
For God
To give
From our hearts
To Him
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!