Gloria H. Koplin Poems

One day I walked with Daddy
Down by a little brook.
There he placed a big red worm
Upon my fishing hook.
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I wonder if, when Jesus was a little boy
He had a mommy just like mine.
If she made Him comb His hair down flat-
And scrub His neck to make it shine.
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We knocked upon your door one day
And you opened up your heart.
We sat down at your loaded table
And received also, sustenance for our minds.
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