August 26, 2009


Give me patience Lord, I pray
When wee hands tug at me
With their small demands
Keep me from hasty replies,
Give me kind and smiling eyes.
May weariness, confusion or noise
Not obscure my vision
Of life's fleeting joys.
So when, in years to come
And my house is still,
No bitter memories
Its rooms may fill.

Author unknown

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