If you chase enough rabbits,
you'll make a trail. Come
down those trails with me.
Monday, April 9
A little poem to sing....
This is a little poem I had on the wall in the room I used to teach Sunday School.......I would sing it to the girls while they were coloring........ it is to the tune of: Deck the Halls OR Rueben Rueben
Live for something be not idle Look about thee for employ Sit not down to useless dreaming Labor is the sweetest joy
Folded hands are ever weary Selfish hearts are never gay Life for thee has many duties Live for something, while you may.