Small Blessings
A Story-Poem
I listen to God
singing in the shower
and know in my heart
that I will have
a good day exploring
the woods behind
my house. God will
spend the day working
in the shop, building
furniture to be sold
in the city market.
Lately God has been
sad and lonely. So many
of His friends have died.
Some days He does not
get out of bed. I have
to clean the house and
prepare our meals. I give
thanks for the small blessings
that…