The Plan

Come my dear son

I will show you now

The ways I have made

Your heart to abound

Let us work together

On My glorious plan

I will show you how

My hand on your hand

Worry yourself not

That you are misled

For I made the path

By which your heart is led

Haiku

Rain, snow, sleet, and ice

Wintery mixes of God’s device

Come falling on me