When little things would irk me, and I grow
Impatient with my dear one, make me know
How in a moment you can take its flight
And happiness be quenched in endless night.
Keep this thought with me all the livelong day
That I may guard the harsh words I might say
When I would fret and grumble, fiery hot,
At trifles that tomorrow are forgot--
Let me remember, Lord, how it would be
If these, my loved ones, were not here with me.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
Morning Prayer
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2 comments:
I like this one a lot. Am sending it to some friends and family members.
I need to read this daily and think about my kids. I get so hot headed with them sometimes. Thanks for posting it. Another nice background! Very pretty green. ~V
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