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Upon my dresser sits a bowl
With slips of paper filled.
They bear a message to my soul,
By pen and ink there quilled.
Each morning I take one slip out
And read the promise there.
It serves to ease my fear and doubt
And strengthens me to bear
The burdens that the day will bring
Through each and every word.
Then lifting up my voice, I sing,
Just like a happy bird.
Copyright © 2017 Angela Umphers Rueger – All Rights Reserved
From The Abundant Heart
That sounds interesting and intriguing! Beautiful poem!
Thank you. It was fun writing it.
Dear Angela, This was such a lovely depiction of a happy morning ritual of hope, joy and thanksgiving! Thank You for sharing this with us! We know how beautiful and lovely the birds sing so we can only guess about how lovely Your song and praises sound like! So Excellent!
You’re so kind. Thank you, Charles.
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