Past, Present, and Future

A Poem By Elizabeth Anne // 9/11/2011

 Past, Present, and Future


Eager eyes

That hide in the past,

The perfect size

For memories that last.


Listening ears

That hear a parent’s wisdom,

The perfect age

To wonder what it meant.


Childish mouth

That speaks of the future,

The perfect sound,

Turning their thoughts to her future.


Their eyes watch the child

As she watches the present and the past,

Their ears hear her feet

As she waltzes, held fast.


They guard her from gossip,

And also from the Enemy.

They train her up

In the way of Christian femininity.


She once was a child,

Yet now she’s grown up.

She may have her own child

That, like them, she’ll raise up.


You worked "femininity" into

You worked "femininity" into a rhyme. Respect.

In all seriousness, this is a great poem about just that, femininity and respect for God's way.

Anna | Wed, 09/14/2011

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

 Thanks. That is what I

 Thanks. That is what I intended for it to be about, but I wasn't sure when I first wrote it if I got that thought across in this poem. I'm glad you liked it.

Elizabeth Anne | Sat, 09/17/2011

See him with his books:
Tree beside the brooks,
Drinking at the root
Till the branch bear fruit.
See him with his pen:
Written line, and then,
Better thought preferred,
Deep from in the Word.
~John Piper


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