Jump in my van,through the wide-open air,a little bit of workand a whole lot of prayer. Praising God,then back on the road,For a song in the heart,Lifts the weight of a load. Back to the gardens,where the green things grow,then back in the vanwhen it’s time to go. Home to my boys we wrestle and weContinue reading “Praying for a simple Week”
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Under the Sun
Under the sun in the big blue sky.I earn a quid as the rays blaze by. Sweat on me fod – dirt on my hands.Working outside as the sun cracks the land. Beating hard but still I stay.For my family – all bastad day.
