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.

Ps.71:17-18