(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in getting my fill of God’s Love the whole day” [inspired by Matthew 6:25])
You’ve got the whole day to plan out your life.
Unbeknownst to you, your life starts today.
It’s not you down the road. It’s you now rife,
storing every moment for the net weigh.
I spend the whole day planning ab”out” you.
Absence makes not the heart any fonder.
I ponder the hours of hullabaloo.
End the whole day is time I did squander.
“Therefore I tell you, don’t worry about
your life; eat and drink from My Body bruised.
Our whole day is His Whole Body of spout.
Come to the well when thirst. None are refused.
If the world had say, we’d whittle away.
God’s Holy Spirit is for the whole day.