from my Grandaunt

mile per mile
it takes a while

yard per yard
it gets hard

inch per inch
it’s a cinch.

~ Eleanor Shippentower - 1987




Good Times

When I think of all the good times
I've wasted having good times,
When I was drinking
I should have been thinking,
When I was fighting,
I could have done the right thing.

How could I know that all
that boozing
I would be losing
good times.

God Hath Not Promised

.

God hath not promised

Skies always blue.

Flower-strewn pathways

All our lives through;

God has not promised

Sun without rain,

Joy without sorrow,

Peace without pain.

.

But God hath promised

Strength for the day

Rest for the labor,

Light for the way,

Grace for the trials,

Help from above,

Unfailing sympathy,

Undying love.