Notes About The Poem
This poem came about because of my father..He used to say
Promises are like pie-crust ment or made to be broken
As I put this down..Thinking of him, the sacrifice of Jesus came
To my mind, also how some cooks cut a cross in the pie top
To allow some heat to escape, I hope some will enjoy it as its for
You all..After all.' May God bless all readers (this incudes you!)
Lol )))
Promises, are as piecrust
Much effort thought and practice,
Blending contents..Then the mix goes active'
Oil on metal, ladle all into that form
While In the process adhere to all norms'
Turn up the heat, and observe the time
That soon will pass, will this turn out fine?
Chime next tells you to open the door'
All looks ready now, firm for sure'
Remove to strengthen, get cool be ready.)
To be cut, get broken hold your emotions steady!
All shall have their piece, such destruction all a part
Not many consuming; will regard your art'
The time, the thought; the cost to make
In the well finished piecrust, made to break!
As all. There your friends and familiy even.!
Some will thank you' while others are just leaving'
Dusting off some crumbs, of comfort uneaten
As they find some fault, like their tables uneven'
Your curtains worn, some lace is frayed
Not to your face will such be played
Yet behind closed doors.' with such and such !?
They'll promise of course, to never tell though
Yet that crust will break, I warrant it will go!
Just as on the cross, as it was in the crust.'
In Men our Lord could place no trust.'
Yet worked salvation, for a dark old world
Now shall we whisper in a treachery?
Or just live life out? for Gods true Word.'
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