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Remember the tea kettle - it is always up to its neck in hot water, yet it still sings! ~Unknown
Drinkin' from my Saucer
I've never made a fortune And it's prob'ly too late now; But I don't worry 'bout that much, I'm happy anyhow!
And as I go along life's way Reapin' better than I sowed. I'm drinkin' 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 around me, And that makes me rich enough!
I thank God for His blessings And the mercies He's bestowed. I'm drinkin' from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed!
I 'member times when things went wrong, My faith wore somewhat thin; But all at once the dark clouds broke And light peeped through again.
So, Lord, help me not to gripe About tough rows I've hoed. I'm drinkin' 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!
May I never be too busy To help others bear their loads. I'll keep drinkin' from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed!
Author: © Jimmy Dean
I've never made a fortune And it's prob'ly too late now; But I don't worry 'bout that much, I'm happy anyhow!
And as I go along life's way Reapin' better than I sowed. I'm drinkin' 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 around me, And that makes me rich enough!
I thank God for His blessings And the mercies He's bestowed. I'm drinkin' from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed!
I 'member times when things went wrong, My faith wore somewhat thin; But all at once the dark clouds broke And light peeped through again.
So, Lord, help me not to gripe About tough rows I've hoed. I'm drinkin' 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!
May I never be too busy To help others bear their loads. I'll keep drinkin' from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed!
Author: © Jimmy Dean
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1 comment:
Love your poem. I can remember as a child we had company, and the man drank from his saucer. I, as a 4 or 5 year old was shocked and stated my feelings. I was sent from the table, and heard about it for years!!
Your birds are great. They are a true wonder, how do they know? Do they communicate? What is the deal. That will be a question to ask when we get to heaven. Nancy
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