Sandra Morton Poems

In days of long ago, dad would hitch up Pet and, Topsy
away we'd go
To the neighborhood grocery for something to eat.
Me sitting beside dad, on that old wagon seat.
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The Lord is my Shepherd, and though I may wander, He leads me
through green pastures and beside the still waters,
He guides me in paths of righteousness, as any good father
Yea! Though I walk through the valley! He, said he'd be there
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