Make your own free website on Tripod.com

OUR GOD OF MERCY

by:
Lynn Fenimore Nuzzi

The years, the years, so quickly passed,
Yes, how the years pass on;
I long to grab them back again
Undo what I did wrong.

But this is fooling wanting, for
I never can undo,
Nr ever could do perfectly
The things I now do rue.

Those things that I do most regret,
And often think about
I now must trust to God. Whose love
Is working all things out!

Home:
Poetry: