Oh, This Is Not It

...and the little lad's eyes sparkled with delight as we talked about how 

he will be the only 'he' and me the only 'me' ever, 

in the whole wide world 

and doesn't that just make us want to be our best 'we'

...the only one that will ever be! 

All this said, sometimes its hard to keep our chins up
when trust and patience is tried...
Lots of crops out but I'm sure still lots not!
We got the whole garden planted (except flowers) last night in barely dry soil
But last night's dreamland is this morning's lake😒

Ah, this is me and you

In this; the day God made

To make the most of say and do

No matter what the shade

Of heaven’s backdrop is

Where Mercy’s blessings pour

Through gold or gray to that and This

And we should not ignore

The One who metes the means

To get from here to There

Where this is it; one you, one me

One life; then who would dare

To take this day that Is

And utter curses, oh

When our lone, true boast is this;

His grace whereby we go

To where no one returns

To regale us a bit

With more than ashes in an urn

 For oh, This is not it

© Janet Martin