Hungry

You

risk being

burned when you

turn soul to sun.

You

lay all on

love’s line when

you don’t wear your

shades.

Your

skin is exposed

and you don’t use

your lotion…

You

face life

stripped down,

 and you make me

hungry…

If I Had a Jacob’s Ladder

If I had a Jacob’s Ladder

I could climb and touch the stars;

I would leave the past behind and

Make extinct these prison bars.

Rung by rung I’d inch up closer,

Climb upon my Saviour’s knee.

If I had a Jacob’s ladder,

I could find a way to Thee!

‘Tis the season for the Jacob’s Ladder to bloom.  I’ve been waiting to get a good shot of a creepy-crawly climbing it – but I have made do with my imagination when nature didn’t oblige me!