A Poem
Life is fun and sweet with little signs of joy with
bigger faucets of joy in turmoil. Encounters are
splended, when left alone, to shawdow that one
pure memory of something belonging to only
my heart.
Tears are sure as well as a smile, a dream, a wish,
a thought, we live once but forever. Our measure of
faith is endored for the future in hopes for today to
measure up with peace in mind.
I dance with the little girl who holds me, wipes my fears
away. I fear what the outcome will be for the future
of my world. I fear the next stepping stone that brings
me to the next adventure.
Does the doe in the forest worry about the day or
the night. Does she fear her creator, I think not, nor
shall I, because I live for today and
forever in the wings of God!
J.