The Hub
The Hub
By: Tom Wright
New Years Day 1998
New Year's day is here again,
once more a year is spent.
Alone I now sit wondering,
just where all my time went?
Another year older I am now,
but that's no great big deal.
For my life's but a tiny spoke,
that helps make up God's, wheel.
To last years past I now look,
recalling good times that I had.
But then I start to recollect,
those things that make me sad.
I'm thinking now of those gone on,
of misfortune that's taken place.
Still wondering why it had to be,
I suddenly see God's, face.
So quickly He reminds me now,
not to question but that's no rub.
That in His mighty plan of things,
I'm but a spoke and He's the Hub.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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