Thank You, Hope for Big Steamers, we still depend on them, only we call them barges. Great author, Kipling.
Rest well and see you on the morrow.
Amen . . . thank you Lord, for the Steamers, the Barges, our hard working Merchant Marines and all of our Troops, who protect them . . . Good night again Miss Feather . . . ;-)
Here's onefrom my odd collection for consideration and perhaps a smile.
Women Are A Puzzle
A woman is a collection of the very oddest things,
emotions piled in a stack, and other interesting bits.
Like chocolate expertise,
that rivals experts of the best!
And love of old movies that approaches obsession,
or instant meltdown for every puppy, kitten, or baby.
And in heaven sent gift most thankfully,
seemingly forgiving, of man’s endless silly wiles.
And most of all the endless boundless wonder,
that is found in every woman’s heart.
Father of us all,
Make us like the person in our mirror,
to belittle no one for it hurts us all.
Give us strength to admit our error,
and keep us humble until your call.
Protect those loved and those unknown,
from our human nature and weak, weak ways.
Lift us all to a far better way and tone,
so we may sing in your chorus on that day.
Help me to finally learn to find the way,
and the gift to share with souls as lost as me.
Help me find rest from toil as here I lay,
to wake to your dawn and at last to see.
Amen