by Ann Maire Mitchell, January 2021
If you had a crystal ball, Would you really take a look? If you could see it all, If the future was an open book? Perhaps you’d take just a peak To get a glimpse of what’s to come Is that what you would seek Of the future, to know only “some”? Or in this, would you have no part? Preferring to take each day as new Keeping the future in the dark Waiting til each day comes into view Looking back over what’s come before I know the choice I would make I’ve already handled so much more Than I ever thought I could take I wouldn’t look ahead, even if I could I prefer to let the future unfold Facing what comes, for ill or good Trusting I’ll have God’s hand to hold.