Reserve In Thee

Love is not always reciprocated Seeming some hearts terminally constipated – unable to relieve themselves and others, to make lighter many burdens, the long suffering of less fortunate sisters and brothers – yes, love is not only tender petting, it is also to help stop daily fretting – feeling hopeless smothers love is sinking wells and tilling fields giving an extra helping hand when Nature poorly yields it is lighting a furnace of warmth for the aged, by themselves too weak to battle late hour’s bitter cold it is seeing gold as not mere glitter but a wealth that could make life desperate fuller and fitter Seek out those children abandoned and forgotten! Restore a World order that nurtures its vulnerable fold – Dear God, if love could only be bought and sold, I would earn to buy all give all away free... My own reserve entirely in Thee