We all step through the looking glass,
but each one takes a different ride.
Some fall head-first like Alice did
while others take a measured stride.
Mother, may I ask why God allows such awful things?
Surely His hand could stay the devastation terror brings.
He made the mighty waters and the vast, eternal skies;
no living creature falls to earth unseen before His eyes.
Familes Are Forever
“Families Are Forever,”
says the sign upon our wall.
I look at it and smile because
I love mine, one and all.
You are sunshine in the morning
and the northern star at night…
the clouds that give me warning
when the storm is out of sight.
Faith is a simple, splendid thing:
the substance of things that are not seen,
the evidence that hope is real,
the choice to trust in what we feel.
“I’m not getting any younger,”
said the spider to the fly.
“When into my web you blunder,
could you let me know you’re nigh?
Man and woman.
Heaven’s grace
reaching, touching
altar’s lace.
The old regard the new
with disapproving view,
resentful of the day
ebullience slips away.