Contentment

Contentment is: My old black cat,
sprawled across my bed...
When I went in to make it up
and left her there instead.

Or my Grandmother,
sitting in her rocking chair,
looking through the window,
At the roses blooming there.

Or, the little girl next door,
Humming a sweetlullaby...
Hugging her baby doll,
so he wouldn't cry.

Contentment is peace of mind,
That worry can't contain...
It's trusting in God Almighty,
That can never be in vain.

It's the natural beauty,
Of Nature's changing face...
Heavenly clouds like angel wings,
Drifting in the skies blue space.

In all the hurry and the hustle,
Of humans racing against time...
Contentment can some-times be found,
in something as simple as this rhyme.

Knowing who leads across deep valleys,
To Eternity on high...
Brings the greatest serenity,
Our yearning hearts to occupy.

Oh Jesus, Savior of our souls,
Lord of Lords, and King of Kings...
Thank you for contentment,
You are my Everything!


~ Eva May Young ~

It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry.  I am a "Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit.  Thanks for reading my poetry - I'd love to hear your comments.  May God richly bless you.  Send emails to:   EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net

[ by: Eva May Young Copyright © 2003 ( EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net ) -- submitted by: Eva Young ]