When daylight opens a new day,
And the School Bus is on its way.
He’s gathering cherries for a pie,
And giving baking a try,
When the kids come home and have a taste,
None of it goes to waste.
A good father will see God.
When the Night sky covers everyone,
And all the dishes have been done
When The Moon rises without warning
And there are no chores that can’t wait until morning,
When all the children have all gone to bed,
And all are sleeping and all are fed.
A good mother will see God.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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- Published: April 21st, 2023 00:50
- Category: Unclassified
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