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Friday, April 22, 2022

Little Lyric for New Day


While beauty trembles in tresses
Of treetops ...

...and garden dirt



Today’s toil and trouble presses
Happiness is honed by hurt
While beauty trembles in tresses
Of treetops and garden dirt

Today tips time’s tray with laughter
Tries and tests its quests with tears
Where Before is poured to After
-math of moment-meted years

Today treats us to nuances
No one has dishonored yet
Pray, no unkind keepsake haunts us
When its molding clay is set

Today tumbles from its Giver
Like a river filled with fish
Would we do more than just shiver
On shorelines of want-and-wish

Today trembles, skies unfolding
Like wings of a butterfly
Where the wonder of beholding
Groans with onus of reply

Today grants its fleeting offer  
Dare we chance a step, oh pray
Before looking to its Author
And thanking Him for today?

© Janet Martin

Pray, no unkind keepsake haunts us
When its molding clay is set



This is the day the Lord has made.
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
Ps.118:24




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