The Year 2010
The New Year is stretched before us
Like a cloak of fresh new snow,
Like a piece of unlined paper,
Like a field before it’s sown.
Like the waters of the ocean,
Like the wide expanse of sky,
Like the grasses of the prairie
Like the desert-though it’s dry.
Like an un-composed new chorus
Like a book before it’s wrote,
Like a tale before the telling
Like a word before it’s spoke.
And sometimes this can frighten us
To not know what’s ahead,
But here’s a quick suggestion
To keep our courage fed.
Let our Father up in Heaven
Be the One to hold the pen
That writes each smallest detail
Of the year two thousand ten.
Let Him be the One to hold us
When trials come our way
And we will have a joyful year
Through each and every day.
So may you have a Happy New Year
Filled with joy and peace,
And may the blessings of the Father
On you e’er increase.
2 comments:
What a lovely poem, Tammy! Thank you for joining my mailing list! I just became a FB fan of yours. I suspect you and I love many of the same things. :-)
To the author of the poem, I think that you did a wonderful job!! And whatever the new year brings, we can rest assured knowing that it is all in His hands. Love you!!
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