Remember a week ago when I wrote about how Chelsea is growing up and I included the picture with the poem? I mentioned another poem that my mom had hanging in our house. This is my other favorite poem and is a huge contributor in my love for writing poetry.
Dirty Dishes
Thank God for dirty dishes,
For they've a tale to tell.
While other folks go hungry,
We're eating very well!
With home, and health, and happiness,
We shouldn't ought to fuss.
For by this stack of evidence,
God's very good to us!
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I love this poem so much! It's a family poem I think because I've definitely heard it before... or maybe I just saw it at your house during one of the many times I was over there. Your blog is so cute and I love everything on it!
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