"Our Little Shanty"
"OUR LITTLE SHANTY!"
OUR LITTLE SHANTY,
ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD;'
ISN'T MUCH TO LOOK AT,
BUT IT IS ...OUR ABODE.
BROKEN DOWN SHUTTERS,
WITH A WEATHER WORN ROOF;
RUSTY OLD GUTTERS,
LOOKING SHABBY...AND ALOOF!
SOME WHO LOOK UPON IT,
MIGHT TAKE PITY ON ME;
THINKING I AM POOR,
BECAUSE OF WHAT THEY SEE.
THAY CAN'T SEE THE CARING,
NOR THE HAPPINESS WITHIN,
WHILE WE SHARE EACH NEW DAY...
ME AND MY KIN.
MATERIAL THINGS...LOVELY TO BEHOLD,
CAN'T COMPARE TO THE JOY INSIDE;
THIS I WOULDN'T TRADE FOR ALL THE GOLD,
YES, I LOOK ON OUR SHANTY...WITH PRIDE!
YOU SEE, HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS,
AND OUR SHANTY IS BRIMMING WITH LOVE;
FOR ALL THESE BLESSINGS...I'M GRATEFUL,
THEY WERE GIVEN FROM GOD ABOVE.
COPYRIGHT 2004 JUDITH JOHNSON KYPTA
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