We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Turning twenty-one, you see, time to drink or not. Happy now to be so free when drinking, there’s “forgot.” Turning twenty-one, what else? The big Adult adult. No one can look down on this age, and here we will exult. This person's twenty-one fore’er, until they're twenty two, but age we quickly over there, until The Lord says, “Through.” Turning twenty-one, of truth? My baby, yesterday. This growing wonder from their youth doth love to sing and play! Turning twenty-one, I know. I’m older it doth seem. I’m proud of thee, whose beauty grows. Thus in my eyes the gleam. Turning twenty-one, today, that little child no more, but as you grow do Christ obey, “I’m joyful in His store.” Turning twenty-one, I’m glad. We are truly blest. When you step out, I’ll be sad, but glad I did invest. by Jay O’Toole on September 12th, 2024 |