Date Poem: Saturday, January Second, 2016
I looked at my recent posts, and I couldn't find where if anywhere I had posted this. It's "late", but I am going to cut myself some slack for being so busy lately. ;) Anywho, this is an acrostic poem from Saturday, January Second (2016), actually finished on January Seventh. ;)
All of life's stress will be gone
There will be no more tears or pain, no more heat
Under a burning sun.
Remember our mistakes? We will not.
Down here on Earth, we live human lives
And because we're human, we'll make plenty.
Yet, if we ask
Jesus, we'll be forgiven
And our slates will again be empty.
Now, Lord, this life must live
Until it ends, or You come back;
And with Your help, I'll be able to
Remain on the right track.
Said You'd return, and I know that
Every promise You make, You keep;
'Cause You've kept every
One You've made so far, and every
Need I've had, You
Did certainly meet.
©Stacey Uffelman 1/7/16
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