Dear Lord, thank You for the quiet times when my pen
flows easy.
When the line of each poem falls in place, and I'm kept
so busy.
Thank You for the inspiration I get from You each day,
And for the people You send to help me, as I go on my
way.
Some days I feel I can't write a thing, my mind's a
total blank.
But then I have the writing spells, and You're the One I
thank.
You help me see the beautiful things here in my simple
home,
And help me imagine the perfect things, when to Heaven I
come.
Oh, thank You, Father, for Your daily help and care and
love.
I hope that I keep on the narrow path, with thoughts on
things above.
Jane Ellen Slone ©
Revised 6-27-08
E-mail
|