Whoosh! and another week/month bites the dust!
Farewell April Showers and blizzards!
On a bright note, farm-dust is starting to fly in some areas!
Oh, isn't that wonderful?!!
Even if it smells like manure?!😅
Wishing one and all a weekend full of wonder!
I will praise God's name in song and exalt Him with thanksgiving.
Sometimes what means the most in love and life’s strife and lament
Are simple things; a smile, a word of kind encouragement
A grumble never uttered, and an insult never said
Instead of discontent, a compliment, a prayer-bowed head
Sometimes what we need most where heartache’s bitter brunt must be
Where troubles test and dreams are vexed with stiff reality
Are not poetic platitudes or eloquent cliches
But just a hug to tug at heart-strings full of knots and frays
Sometimes what matters most to give is not nickel-and-dime
But the often apology-defended gift of time
Where what we need is not the creed of some best-seller book
But rather the less stressful counsel of a babbling brook
What waits to be will wait to be; enough with now and here
Where moments fall like stars or like the sparkle of a tear
Where you and I in love and life’s commitments of lament
Should strive to give what we all need; time and encouragement
Sometimes workaday weariness can wear our wonder thin
And holes into the soles of shoes somewhere beneath our skin
Sometimes life’s need and noise pleads us to fold want’s weathered wings
And count life’s wealth of simple joys until we feel like kings
Sometimes poetry snared in script is not equipped with ears
Sometimes a rhyme takes too much time and ink and paper gears
Sometimes what means the most is not something that prose defines
But someone who is close enough to read between the lines
© Janet Martin
Glorify the LORD with me; let us exalt his name together.