All the good things about life in the country
Walk in dew-soaked grass to the hen house.Lift the door latch.Chickens come squeakingOut to catch bugs in the morning shade.I chose a place in the sun,On the stump by the water pump.A smell of fresh turned earthAnd freshly mown grass meets me.I stop to break stalks of asparagus. Creamed soup for supper.
Blue sky like the ocean,Pink petals Brush strokes From God's paintbrushOn my day!Jesus loves me this I know!
This year I turn sixty and eye surgery this week made me really feel my age. There I sat in a big massage chair having taken a muscle relaxer and listening to soft music waiting my turn in the assembly line of young men and women waiting for the laser machine to hum warm and all the... Continue Reading →
