Of A Woman Who Endured
Happy I am you no longer would be hungry Happy your sacks today are laden with gifts Happy the road to home no longer is weary Happy all that has come to you pleasantly a lift Happy is, of the time spent in outpouring prayers Happy you no longer are weighed down or bent Happy times you dutifully waited and today the pay Happy is your head now of glorious crown, no not lent Happy that in so doing, He did openly to all eyes to see Extent people of good will cling to you, a woman blessed That happy you asked, He said He would, and did as He said And, now your footsteps’ no longer Snowflakes tan: Blessed