Little Cricket
by Barry Lanier
The cricket's ballad sets the sun,
Bidding farewell, the day is done.
While twilight ushers in the dew,
Welcoming chirps, that bid adieu....
...Hark! O'er the valley, and the dell,
His ballad echoes, all is well.
The cricket's ballad sets the sun,
Bids farewell, the day is done.
by Barry Lanier
The cricket's ballad sets the sun,
Bidding farewell, the day is done.
While twilight ushers in the dew,
Welcoming chirps, that bid adieu....
...Hark! O'er the valley, and the dell,
His ballad echoes, all is well.
The cricket's ballad sets the sun,
Bids farewell, the day is done.
PS. I know that it's God who sets the sun, but that's how the poem went...
2 comments:
Dear Cora,
That is a nice poem. :) Thank you for sharing.
I always love to hear the crickets late at night. There is such a peaceful quiet. It is like the Lord promising the day is over, and all is at rest. It's like our Jesus uses some of these things to show us that no matter what the day has brought, the night has come again, and there is time to rest in Him. We can give all the troubles of the day into His Strong Hands, and leave them there.
It's just a blessing to me, to know the Lord Jesus.
I pray that I can bless you in many ways, Cora. :) May I be a true sister to you always. You have blessed my life in many ways.
Sincerely, yours,
Carra
I enjoyed reading this lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it!I hope God is keeping you well these days!
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