Happy-g0-lucky
Yielded
to the Lord’s care
No
fear of future
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Happy Place
When hiking through the woods with friends
Admiring pines, cliffs, and blue sky
And watching elk run through the field
Fresh air to breath, a mountain high
My travels whether near or far
Boat rides, jet planes, fast trains, ebikes
Exploring castles and old towns
Cliffs, oceans, deserts, forest hikes
When happy children get along
And give me pictures that they made
When puppies and cute kittens play
Relaxing with friends in the shade
A difficult project completes
“We’d like to publish this,” email
Painting, writing, dancing on porch
Good conversation, lots to tell
An extra pound or two is lost
A healthy, satisfying meal
Hot tea with cream and sugar cubes
Nice clothes that fit with a good feel
When singing hymns, making up tunes
A movie with some fine romance
Worship at church and hubby’s hugs
A cheerful song with which to dance
Understanding, encouragement
And people with a humor bent
Changing Focus
In
the stillness of the morning
Thoughts
whirl about
Some
confused, regretful,
Fearful,
disappointed, abrasive.
So
I turn to You, Lord.
Come
in and bring your peace
Give
me clarity
Gratefulness
Boldness
Positivity
And
kindness.
I
love You and am called to Your purpose.
Thank
You for working everything out
for
my good.
In
the stillness of the morning,
I
look to You,
not
my own shortcomings,
but
to You who are loving, forgiving,
powerful,
pure and holy.
Lord,
help me think and be more like Jesus.
Blessing
Wishing you a day that’s
fine
Warmly from this heart of
mine
A day bright with full sunshine
Fun friends with whom you can
dine
When wishes and dreams
align
Success where your goals
incline
On you, may the Lord God
smile
All the while as His design
One Day
One day, I’ll be thin again.
One day, I’ll complete a
novel in verse.
One day, I’ll finish and
publish my novels.
One day, I’ll get my
website up.
One day, I’ll play the
ukelele well.
One day, I’ll speak
Spanish fluently.
One day, I’ll habitually
paint plein air.
One day, I’ll buy a kayak.
One day, I’ll buy an ebike.
One day, I’ll go to
Australia.
One day, I’ll visit
Israel.
One day, I’ll explore Iceland.
One day, I’ll see Niagara
Falls.
One day, none of that
will matter.
Or will it?
Will the seeds I plant
here grow to fruition?
Will there be good fruit?
One day, I’ll know.
Eyes Have It
Surgery
Hurting eye
Hurting head
I won’t lie
It’s been bad
A great trial
I can see
So I’ll smile
Pain will go
I’ll forget
Suffering
But not yet
It’s still fresh
Not quite done
Look ahead
To some fun
Thank You, Lord
For my eyes
And the docs
They’re so wise
Heal me now
This I pray
You’re my hope
You’re my way
Making
Sense
The
new year came with rain
I
regrouped my to-dos
Avoided
the news
The
new year came with rain
My
work is cut out for me
My
calendar’s full
I
feel its strong pull
My
work is cut out for me
I
look to the Lord to make sense
He
clarifies my life
Gives
me freedom, not strife
I
look to the Lord to make sense
May
I be a conduit, Lord
Of
Your love and Your grace
As
I seek Your face
May
I be a conduit, Lord
I
lift my eyes to the hope
Your
promises in Christ
And
His great sacrifice
I
lift my eyes to the hope
I
praise You my Holy Trinity
You
are my everything
In You, I take wing
I praise You my Holy Trinity
You send the sunshine and rain
You provide for my needs
The sower and seeds
You send the sunshine and rain
The
new year came with rain
I
regrouped my to-dos
Avoided
the news
The
new year came with rain