Washing Wipes Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

On National Health Wipes I write this Poem,
As I have no paper on which to write,
For they have been packed into my case,
Since last night.

I had not expected to write more Poems,
But YOU LORD will not let me be,
Continually sending me more words,
To Praise THEE.

Each time I wish to put down my pen,
Catch a few hours sleep,
More words come into my Mind,
For another time ~ will they not keep?

Now YOU tease me and slow down the flow,
As I need two verses more,
I shall have to rack my Brain,
And request YOU me send an encore.

One last verse is needed now,
Only three lines to Praise YOU,
What can I write that YOU do not know,
How Strong is my Faith and True.

Copyright [c] Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] – 7 April 2014.