Thinking Only of His Hungry Children's Pleas

Thinking Only Of His Hungry Children's Pleas Treading down the path to massive stand of trees, dedicated father with worries in his head. Thinking only of his hungry children's pleas, he rose early from his warm and cozy bed. He raced onward a sharp Axe in his right hand, hard work and sweat would not stop him. Ready to gather up part of this abundant land, he whistled, softly singing a bible hymn. His only rest, was stopping to eat around noon, his mind again turned to his hungry kids. Harvest this bounty and bring home food soon, saddened how their life had hit the skids. House fire early last year had taken all they had, still recovering, he prayed for relief. He had loved ones, his life was not so bad, almost gone was his self-pity and grief. Sunset, now he could go collect his day's pay, race to a store to buy his family food. Thanking a merciful God,stopping only to pray, sweetest blessing came changing his mood. At home at last, food cooking on the stove, this father mused about his lot in life. Living in a new home in a beautiful oak grove, he thanked God for family and dear wife. Robert J. Lindley, 09-19-2015 NOTE- Very loosely based upon my own father's life..