A Gainful Endeavor
- michaelbray
- Jun 7, 2021
- 1 min read
A gainful endeavor of some sort Must be the goal of every day. Onward with something useful to do Service, study, a poem or two Rising up with a zeal for whatever shakes out He does the rattling and brings it about Not talkin’ here about Dancer and Prancer The LGA is calling the shots! He reigns and rules and makes His own pace; We obey and stay in the race. It’s not Donner and Blizen pullin’ that sleigh We press on pullin’ it day after day. Yeah, we tow that sleigh all the way to the end And meet that Maker, our Almighty friend. He’s waiting there with hands upraised, Those marks to see for all of our days. So buck up and go ’til your time comes to die! Don’t whine, cry, or even sigh. He made you ready for life with out end And, ’til then, he has places you to send.
A.m. on 7 June, 2021 (0755-0828)
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