Poem-a-day challenge day 7: For today's prompt, write an abundance poem
But do not weep, no one can keep
Night’s undoing at bay
Upon the east dawn spreads a feast
Abundant with Today...
A smile, a bird, a gentle word
Dear little girl or boy
A nature nook, a brimming brook
Rouses abundant joy
A cup of tea, a hug, a tree
Eager for spring’s seamstress
Wakens a woo that turns into
Abundant happiness
Dream-streets to roam, page for a poem
So many yet to write
Can tune the part that thrills the heart
With abundant delight
The Hand that brings to little things
The speechlessness of awe
Opens our eyes in meek surprise
To love’s abundant law
…where He bestows to thorns, a rose
To winter’s waning, spring
In flowers, frogs and puppy dogs
Abundant anthems ring
Like rolling seas, life spills with ease
Across dusk’s shadow-shore
Gold-gray, blush-blue all meld into
Abundant worlds of yore
But do not weep, no one can keep
Night’s undoing at bay
Upon the east dawn spreads a feast
Abundant with Today
Where faith lifts up hope’s battered cup
Where Mercies/wonders never cease
But fill time’s frame to earn the name;
Abundance Masterpiece
© Janet Martin
and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee…
Lam.3:22-24
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;[a]
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”
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