Psonnets of Courtship
Landmark, Love, and Legacy

O Lord, You bless me so I have no need,
yet I find little comfort in my bed,
and when awake, forget to eat my bread
because my field and vine and orchard feed
the widow and the orphan, not my seed,
and though they may rejoice who have been fed,
make me a husband and a father, head
of my own family, O Lord, I plead.
O Lord, You fill my barns with corn and wheat,
and my winepresses burst out with new wine,
but speed the day my bread and wine are sweet
among the many poor who come and dine
because a wife and children also eat
whose landmark, love, and legacy are mine.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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