Gladys M. Garske
He Leaves His Mark
He leaves his mark where ever, he goes,
Just like a brand, the special touch,
Of a carpenters hand.
He leaves his mark as he saws and pounds
With a map in his mind,
And the love he has found.
His creations in wood are a marvel to see
And when each piece is done,
He marks them in his own special way,
And puts his talents on display.
"God" gives each a gift, to work and create
The carpenter builds from pictures,
He sees in his mind, and with,
The drawing board of his heart,
When his job is done,
He leaves his...