Bedtime Poem

For little children and Moma's alike. We may not go to carnivals or places others do-but we have a lot to thank God for in the simple daily's too!

Last of the day

What shall I say

I am sitting her drinking my tea

Just sitting here, little 'ol me.

Having a chocolate eclare.

Thanking God I had something to wear,

something to eat,

Some place to sleep

Soon I will be quiet,

No one will hear a peep.

I won't need a drink or something to eat

I just want to thank you Jesus,

For keeping me sweet.

(photo #15 Taken at our creek spot) mjh photography and poet/philosopher-anthropologist etc.