Law and Order

Some changes bring tears, others SO much laughter and snuggles and smiles.

First time mother-Emily, first time aunt-Victoria and first time Grandma-Janet are fully enjoying this cute change.

Brantley James, 8 weeks old. He loves playing pat-a-cake!

We cannot keep what time with tiptoe-feet feathers afar

Worlds slip through us then through a door always slightly ajar

Darkness softens and often we miss its farewell unfold

Where morning wakes and breaks time’s newness across ages old

I have beheld half-heavens here, but never Flawless Whole

I have beheld half-hell sorrows that love could not console

Tomorrow never tells us what it holds; even today

Is always half-veiled until its last shadows fade away

The timbrel that tap-taps the tempo to the march of Time

 Kindles within the poet that which verse preserves in rhyme

And often after laughter, labour and daylight has stilled

The poet cannot slumber until Her hunger is filled

Change changes things and things change us in ways we had not planned

Nobody can refute the law and order of time’s hand

But of life’s things that matter most; thank God, these never cease

For we are ever at the mercy of His love-joy-peace

© Janet Martin