Sit and rest for a moment - cool off - and enjoy a brief respite from tennis as you peruse poems, shorts and other musings courtesy of Louise Vallas ... a Tennis Pensacola Mom. :-)
November '09
With Whom is no Variableness, Neither Shadow of Turning
It fortifies my soul to know
That, though I perish, Truth is so:
That, howsoe'er I stray and range,
Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change.
I steadier step when I recall
That, if I slip, Thou dost not fall.