A SPIRITUAL AND TRUE POEM

DRINKING FROM MY SAUCER.

I've never made a fortune, and it's

probably too late now.

But I don't worry about that much,

I'm happy anyhow

I'm reaping better that I sowed.

I'm drinking from my saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven't got a lot of riches,

and sometimes the going's tough

But I've got loving ones all around me,

and that makes me rich enough.

I thank GOD for his Blessings,

and the Mercies He's bestowed.

I'm drinking from my saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

I remember times when things went wrong,

My faith wore somewhat thin.

But all at once the dark clouds broke,

and the sun peeped through again.

So LORD, help me not to gripe,

about the tough rows I have hoed.

I'm drinking from my saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

If GOD gives me strength and courage,

When the way grows steep and rough.

I'll not ask for other blessings,

I'm already Blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy,

to help others bear their loads.

Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

When I think of how many people in this

world have it worse than I do, I realize

just how BLESSED WE really are.

We have the best, OUR FATHER

IN HEAVEN.

(This poem was faxed to me by

my sister - Joan Wilken on the

21/07/09)