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~ Awhile Sat Whittling ~

Yep I reckon I'll go out, about a bit to roam, and talk a while 
and ponder I will, yep, set here and talk some alone with God 
of the many a sorted thing, and I reckon to run in fun still, I might 
with the wind, but as well, in a while I reckon, I'll want to go back 
in to help Ma, and but real soon, and of this I'm sure, to set the table 
for dinner, and play some with the young one, and feed my tiger fish 
and then do some of the rest of my chores, and so it is to be mine this, my 
fortune, to have a happy home now and the better of my fancy 
set free, for so beset and living in way beside me, by one, the 
tenderness in way of His Grace, His love has finally found me, 
but still wandering, will I always be, down along that gravel road 
out amid the mighty structures of the spruces with the honey humble 
bumble bee, bumbling on by beside me, and never will I forget these, as 
back when as to cast them, I set my dreams aloof the songs of the wind 
while in love I ran about and chasing them with the little jumpy 
grasshoppers ever ginger in their joy as they carried in way 
within their hands my hope of this day one so to be found 
whith them, and in view of God and in way of all of this, 
His natural beauty, I could be seen, and as He is the one 
who has granted me this time to be alone with Him, I reckon 
for a moment underneath the shade of my porch roof, and 
inview of the wandering sky's, for awhile I'll stay, and sit 
here outside amid the judicious graces in view of the 
many tendering wooding leaf and many effervescent 
flower blooms and take this time and a sharpened 
hand in this very simple pleasure 
as well and remain right here, on this 
porch, in my easy chair, and rock amid this 
simple wood awhile and whittle my stick, for I reckon real 
soon, this time alone with Him, well it'll be all gone, but it'll 
be all mine and a brighter hope for another time, yes a brighter 
hope for me, another time, on another day with Him, I reckon...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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