Dig a Well

Travelling in through fields and trees we did not plant,
we moved into houses and barns we did not build.
Pilgrims think, “This is swell!” when God says, “Dig a well.”
Freedoms we enjoy, not just some government grant,
schools, churches and liberty were someone’s hard work.
Enrich what you’ve been given, why just rave and rant?
Leave this world a better place than when you arrived.
Dig wells of hope and while you dig, join those who chant,
“I live; I want to sing - God’s plan I have fulfilled.”
When God says, “Dig a well,”  pilgrims think, “This is swell!”
Swell it would be, never to have answered, “I can’t.”

May 8, 2021

contest:  A New Abracadabra Contest
sponsor:  Emile Pinet
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May 31, 2021 at 10:20 AM
Congratulations Reason! Your poem earned a distinguished place in my contest. This was a very challenging contest and therefor tough to judge, but yours made my list, well done my friend, Emile.
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