Never hurry and never worry.
A right is a responsibility in reverse.
Elwyn Brooks (E. B.) White (1899-1985) was an American writer. He authored many classic children’s books, including CHARLOTTE’S WEB, STUART LITTLE, and THE TRUMPET OF THE SWAN.
New day saying “hello”
Revitalizing voices
Inspirations aglow
Identifying choices
Horizon brightens, stirs
Reawakening today
Morning opens sunrise
Illuminating gateway
Daylight’s rhythmic tempo
Internalizing soundtrack
Soul’s eternal rainbow
Anticipating comeback
Sunset’s fading skyline
Evaporating outlook
Night’s taste of moonshine
Rejuvenating guidebook
Clock’s movements quietly advance
Calendar pages keep turning
Realizing now, time so precious
Yesterday, never returning
Today, now galloping away
Each moment quickly discarded
Vanishing minutes tearing up
Uncertain time left unguarded
Tomorrow arrives much too soon
Yesterday feeling incomplete
Searching for one more treasured hour
Empty time becomes bittersweet
Distant dreams fill with missing days
Harmony’s peacefulness arrives
Pursuing extra, precious time
Delights harvested from archives
Morning sunrise gathers on time
Eagerness to explore today
Looking forward, cherished outlook
Every moment planning to stay
Day’s outlook, full of delight
Never empty, always half full
Another day, taking flight
Tasting life with every spoonful
Journey receives cherished gifts
Each experience overflows
Another sunrise uplifts
Witnessing one more tender rose
Unsung people, work each day
Vivacious, energized with life
Another hour’s sweet ballet
Cooperating, without strife
Marked with every sunset’s wink
Never empty, always half full
Precious life remains in sync
Filling another cup, brimful
From Proverbs 15:15: “All the days of the poor are hard, but a cheerful heart has a continual feast.”
Life draining, more exhausted each day
Skies and mind, filling with darkest gray
Feet feeling locked, stuck in deepest mud
Fear turns on its spigot, now a flood
Advice shouts from all comers, all sides
Inner soul overwhelmed, faith divides
Daily walk, no longer stunning bright
Chaos reigns, becoming lasting night
Seasoned man, parked at Main Street’s corner
Life hits pause, who is this foreigner?
His thoughts and words, simple in their task
Holy Spirit reaches, to unmask
Keep it simple, fill your life with love
God’s peace, bringing comfort from above
In an instant, the wise sage departs
Night transforms to day, love fills this heart
From 1 John 5:3-4: “ For the love of God is this, that we obey His commandments. And His commandments are not burdensome, for whatever is born of God conquers the world. And this is the victory that conquers the world, our faith.”
Autumn rains lasting for days
Covering the land with mist
Cleansing under cloudy haze
Rising pollen, now dismissed
Harvest pausing, farmers wait
Parking soybeans, left to take
Drying cornstalks, know their fate
Standing ready, combines brake
Creeks filling, slowly at first
Running water, sent ahead
Suspending reservoirs’ thirst
Pausing for now, winter’s dread
Nature’s perfect cycle breathes
Singing praises to the Lord
Watching as autumn unsheathes
Waking when spring comes aboard
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