Christ bless you Christmas-born all through your life!
Our earthly duty we must do with care;
The problems that arise are pretty rife;
But face them unafraid, we must all dare.
Money can't solve all problems and travail;
No man however rich is problem-free;
By boat or ship in life's sea, we must sail;
Yet, we must be whatev'r we ought to be.
The storms in life will come but disappear;
Like sun following rain, a storm brings calm;
If need be, we may change our journey's gear;
Be like by river-side, a stately palm!
If you resort to fairness to brethren,
Almighty God assures you sure heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-09-2014
Dr John Celes
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