Life

What is life? It’s a mixture
Of joys and of sorrows.
It’s not a fixture.

It’s a mixture, a muddle,
Some storms and some sunshine.
It’s all in a puddle.

There are seasons, it’s true,
Of dry times and desert,
Then patches of dew.

It’s uphill and downhill,
Now this way, then that.
There’s no constant thrill.

On the oceans of life
My boat is so small.
I can’t float without strife.

But my anchor’s secure in the squall.
With Christ at the helm, I’ll get through it all!

© Janna Olsen Spratt

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