On certain days, I grow tired of little.
I wish, I hope for more
Money
Praise
Time
Rest
All the things that make life easier
Than it is on this day.
On certain days, I am thankful for little things.
I ponder, I receive
Rain
Laughter
Tea
Wildflowers
All the things that seem beneath God’s notice
That He gave on this day.
On certain days, I am weary of purpose.
I wish to retreat, to hide from
Pain
Lostness
Passion
Sentness
All the things that overwhelm,
That add heaviness to this day.
On certain days I find peace in glory.
The depth, the wonder of
Sacrifice
Creation
Communion
Transformation
All the things learned from Christ,
That grant significance to this day.
© 2018 Jacqueline Tisthammer. All Rights Reserved.
I’ve enjoyed Jackie’s poetry since she a teen and am so looking forward to reading more here.
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Thank you! You have both encouraged my writing from the beginning 🙂
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This is beautiful, Jackie!
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Thank you!
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