That Which We Have...

 When I'm holding this 6-day old lad I wish for nothing more:)

Often, though glad with what we have

We might still pause to wish a bit

And then forget that which we have

And thus neglect to cherish it

Time’s hand fills both cradle and grave

Now is the slave to memory

Lord, remind us that which we have

Will soon fade to what used to be

© Janet Martin