A Year behind, new arising,
Memories made, untold horizons.
Much has passed, never dreamed,
New Year holdings, still unseen.
If we knew, we’d likely try,
To change, rearrange, juggle and strive…
Escaping hurts, seeking charms.
Gripping comfort, dodging alarms.
Yet, every minute, hour, day,
Holds ordinary, gifts, trials the same.
Do not fear, never afraid,
Designer Creator lights the way.
He pens the page now unwritten,
Holds “His own” without derision.
Trust His hand, His heart,
The Greatest Author writes your part.
From beginning to end it’s His to ordain,
Blessed be His name, Blessed be His name.
In Faith Believing,
Elaine Stone 
Beautiful poem! Happy new year!!
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Thank you Michelle!
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So true…”If we knew, we’d likely try to change, rearrange, juggle and strive.” But faith is in the not-knowing.
Happy New Year to you and your family!
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Exactly Pam … I have to remind myself sometimes!!! Thank you!
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great, you know how I LOVE poetry and this says it all. thank you for reminding us, we LOVE YOU. mom, dad
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Thanks Mom! Love you tons😘
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