Rickety and Clickety

Rickety and Clickety As we grow old things seem so rickety Would often fall over and go clickety But there never is any harm done God every day has sent me His Son. Of a thousand this poem is in final ten And I always will remember when I wrote poem and who was on my mind It was my Savior who I want to find. From my head down to each toe In God's spirit I will grow and grow Read book about a person named Lou And started to understand his point of view. You must pray to God before each game And on no one else ever place any blame Total responsibility you have to accept Even if others lack experience or are inept. All of my prayers pulled me through And when the best you will want to do Even if hard times or having much grief God and religion you need for your relief. For Sharon, Dick, Dana, Dan and Caroline