“Grace, if you’re there, answer the phone, Grace!”
Stay in bed. Curtains drawn
No desire, these chest pains
heart broken, lack of hope.
No way out
effort, investments, no returns.
No Christmas gifts, or New Years kiss.
nix pomme fritz, Nor children.
Tears flowing down, looking up.
Beginning to speak then listen
globe full of sin, God cares
“Cast your cares on me.”
“I give you My peace.”
peace beyond understanding
Fling the curtains wide. Shout; “Joy to the World!”