Trust  In darkened night and moonless sky I saw a shooting star go by. From where it came, I do not know, And also know not where t’will go. But soon the dawn shall come about With shafts of light both bright and stout To fill my eyes with pleasant rays, To fully take away … Continue reading Trust

Of Thankful Age

Some time ago, I watched a man sit down to eat. A man of age so great was he, An ancient man compared to me. Noontime, it was, as I recall the antique face With faithful hands together drawn Upon the numbers of his clock. With quiet nod of thanks to she who gave it … Continue reading Of Thankful Age