Connie Peters' poems in progress
Friday, March 17, 2017
As Day Dawns
A quiet morning, I should be at peace.
Something threatens like termites in the walls.
The flow of to-dos never seem to cease.
Today’s tasks bounce around like super balls.
Contemplation whispers, but duty calls.
I rein in this onslaught so I can pray,
And commit my concerns to God today.
I ask Him to be sure that His will is done,
That His Holy Spirit would fill and sway,
And that I’d take joy in His precious Son.
Connie L. Peters
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