A Touch of Cuteness

Our friend, Mr. Earl from Memphis, passed this poem along to me via e-mail. It's perfect for this cloudy Monday morning. Be sure to read all the way to the end. I don't know who the author is (not Mr. Earl, I think). But God bless 'em, whoever they are. 

 Photo from Flickr Faves.

Ain't

 He was just a little boy, 

 On a week's first day. 

 Wandering home from Bible school, 

 And dawdling on the way. 

 

 He scuffed his shoes into the grass; 

 He even found a caterpillar. 

 He found a fluffy milkweed pod,

 And blew out all the 'filler.' 

 

 A bird's nest in a tree overhead, 

 So wisely placed so high. 

 Was just another wonder, 

That caught his eager eye. 

 

 A neighbor watched his zig zag course, 

 And hailed him from the lawn; 

 Asked him where he'd been that day 

 And what was going on. 

 

"I've been to Bible School ," 

 He said and turned a piece of sod. 

 He picked up a wiggly worm replying, 

 '"I've learned a lot about God.'"

 

 "A very fine way," the neighbor said, 

 "for a boy to spend his time." 

"'If you'll tell me where God is, 

 I'll give you a brand new dime."

 

 Quick as a flash the answer came! 

 Nor were his accents faint. 

 "I'll give you a dollar, Mister, 

 If you can tell me where God ain't."

 

This is our friend, Mike, from Nashville. Mike has been ill for several months with back problems. A little furry friend came to visit him last week, and Mike's dad was trying to get a shot of the two napping on the sofa. But the puppy woke up. He's half shih tzu and half poodle (the puppy, not Mike), but I didn't get his little name.

Get well soon, Michael.

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On 04/20/2009, Barbara Anne said ...

Rainy day here and I love the pools of lamplight from my mother's lamps onto my grandmother's furniture that we had reupholstered. These visual links to home and to the women in my family bring me joy.

This grandmother also did beautiful crochet, knitting, and embroidery. I have a crocheted tablecloth she made, a soft sage green suit she knitted for my mother in the early 1950s, and several table scarfs she embroidered. I cherish them all.

The poem is wonderful!

Love the adorable puppy and Mike is quite cute, too. Wishing him well!

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On 04/20/2009, Mom2fur said ...

What a cute poem! I'm going to copy and paste it for some friends to read.
And the dog is precious!

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On 04/20/2009, Debbies Dog Clothes said ...

Hopefully the little pup helped Mike feel better.
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