Treasure Island

Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Fi-Fi In Bed


Up into the sky I stare;
All the little stars I see;
And I know that God is there
O, how lonely He must be!

Me, I laugh and leap all day,
Till my head begins to nod;
He's so great, He cannot play:
I am glad I am not God.

Poor kind God upon His throne,
Up there in the sky so blue,
Always, always all alone . . .
"Please, dear God, I pity You."

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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