“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!”