Sheltered Thanks
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Sorrows drip from leaking eaves
Chasing a path to fertile ground
Like angel’s tears upon green leaves
Flowed off with nary a sound
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Showers from spring sky so fair
Flicker by in random time
Adding to damp morning air
Field’s full fragrance so sublime
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Journeyed now uncounted miles
To end tired in this heap
Few planks on wobbled stiles
No shelter from holed keep
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In days of yore, may been grand
A farmer’s hand-hewn shack
Now sparse roof can barely stand
Sound walls it seems to lack
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Yet my journey has miles ahead
So, I thank you for this rest
At least a place to lay my head
And body find its zest
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May fate grant you longer day
Fighting off your growing rot
For any traveler comes this way
Will thank you for this spot
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Fair thee well my rickety home
Your love not e’er be spurned
More miles yet have I to roam
No plans for my return
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Whence these clouds shall break
Leave you behind I will
Oh, so many steps to take
The journey I must fulfill
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So, take my only gift for you
You strewn, intrepid planks
I give to you the honor due
My humble, sheltered thanks
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wonderful gratitude
Thanks Beth! You have to appreciate the smallest of things.
Beautiful! This was grand my friend!
Thank you my brother!
My pleasure!
Thank you for taking me where I wanted to go ❤️🖤😘
a perfect poem to accompany that photo and bring it to life…
Thanks Jim!
you are welcome!
Wow this very cleaver Brad and beautiful. Master of words. Many hugs and gratitude always Brad.
❤️🤗🙏💕Jonikins
You are too kind. Thanks Jonikins!
Have an amazing day. Sending love. ❤️🤗Jonikins
Such a clever title, and so wonderfully penned!
Thank you, Isha! A good title is half the fun!
Indeed! Best wishes to you 🌸
There are not enough words in the English language to describe how much I love this from title to ending. 😍
Thanks Kristian. It is one of my favorites. The age old story of a weary traveler.