For So Much Still To Do

On an icicle-brickle bedazzled morn

the heart is sweet and tenderly torn

between footloose fancies that sparkle and woo

And common cares 

of chores to do

I admired from the window then tackled work-to-do...

The muffins turned out well,

( I had one bite from the missing one to sample 

because I didn't use any particular recipe.

When I came back from cleaning the bathrooms to finish my 'sampling' 

 this is all that remained)

No, I don't have a pet, but I have a husband😂😅

but the cake flopped... 

(It boiled over in the oven and lost its oomph!!)

while rooms got dusted and floors got mopped

Now its off to market,

to market

to buy a fat jug

of laundry soap, (etc.)

then home again,

home again

luggedy-lug

...to do dishes and kitchen clean up

and decide what's for sup!!

(I'm craving roasted vegetables!)

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Today's poem was inspired in part

 by yesterday and today's devotion in the book

My Utmost for His Highest

By Oswald Chambers

Arise and let us go, for there is much to do

Redemption, greater than our woe will see each mercy through

Though many times we slip when we fail His command

The armour of God will equip us for the day at hand

Make haste without delay to pray and then proceed

Committed to trust and obey as God supplies our need

For the harvest is great but its workers are few

Arise, before it is too late for so much still to do   

© Janet Martin

Arise, My Soul Arise