Life was dull today:
wind was cold,
clouds were gray,
sickness stalked,
food was scarce,
the washer balked.
I scaled no mountain high,
but in the vale
God was nigh--
with crabby spouse,
fevered babe,
cluttered house.
No sense of Jesus came,
but He was there
just the same.
He calmed my nerves
made me smile,
all the while.
H A L L E L U J A H A N Y W A Y !
- Author: Elinor Gorton ( Offline)
- Published: October 17th, 2022 09:31
- Comment from author about the poem: It was a commentary on my life as a young mother
- Category: Family
- Views: 9
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