Rita Hawkins

Rookie (11/19/93 / Louisville, kentucky)

Resting On The Seventh Day - Poem by Rita Hawkins

Work monday through saturday,
And then on the seventh day rest,
This is the best way to do things.
God did this, that is one reason to say
mark sunday for an off day, after church play.

Ride with your son,
Play dolls with your daughter, she thinks that is fun.
Lay in bed with your mate, become like two buns,
Or walk your dogs around the block, even if they wiegh a ton.

More than anything though, find a church and go as a family.
Even if you have no family,
Get with friend and invite people you know and be a multi-family.
Love one another and start attending,
Your heart amd health will start mending.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2009

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