LOOKING THROUGH
Looking through some of our poetry books I gave a smile,
Bringing back many memories and laugh once in a while,
Then I read one and I cannot remember why, when or where,
I don’t suppose that is surprising when there are so many there.
Others bring back memories of when our children were all small,
The things written about my childhood, the many things I did recall.
I close my eyes and see the great sights that poems brought to light,
Almost every detail of the scene that always thrills me with delight.
Some lovely inspirational moments when the spirit kissed my soul,
Moments when, feeling sad and low a poem has made me feel whole,
I still feel the tears of sweet gratitude come streaming down my face
And thank Him over again for His eternal love and amazing grace.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 11 July 2006