Sitting alone reminiscing, and dreaming
sweet dreams ~ must stop!
For jobs must be done immediately:
Where is the duster? Where is the mop?
Important letters need answering,
as pretty babe lies in her cot...
Make way for fresh napkins and bottles
and sort out just what is what.
Open a window, let God's sunshine in
Open your heart; a new day will begin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joyce, it is so refreshing tolisten to the your fullness of life! ! ! ! George McConnell