2010

Twenty-Ten, mellifluous sound,
Year that’s upon us, unknown and profound,
Innocent, untried, in obscurity now,
Soon to take shape and develop, but how?

Again a New Year has freshly appeared,
Pristine, mysterious, but not to be feared,
Stress and uncertainty may perhaps be its game,
But let us instead think of trust for its name.

Shall we now tremble, run for cover, and doubt
That this Twenty-Ten can bring good about?
‘Twill have its fair share of reversals, it’s true
But who knows the good coming to me and to you?

Living by faith, knowing not what’s ahead,
We must not surrender to worry and dread,
But trust in our God, Who made Heaven and Earth,
He sent Jesus His Son to live here, through birth.

And He died for us all, could not be detained
By death or the grave, for the power He retained
Both to lay down His life, and to take it again,
Son of the Highest, unique among men!

A promise He gave someday to return
To take you and me who on earth do sojourn,
Who own Him as Savior, praising God’s love,
To stay with Him ever, in mansions above.

-- Poet Les (01-01-10)