I'm trying to rest-
by-gosh-by golly...
and do what is best this day.
To refrain from cooking,
work or chores,
sometimes seems as a test,
this way.
Of my will, I set apart,
a day to seek God
with all my heart.
God rested on the seventh day.
Poems of my fathers draw near
- Gisella Perezarce
- Pasadena, California, United States
- Inspired by the poems of my great-grandfather, grandmother, and my father, my sister and I continue to write. This is a simple offering of mine.
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