I find myself reading Josh's books when I have a few moments of downtime and I'm at his place. I found an old weathered book of poems a few weeks ago and have loved exploring its pages.
This poem of home and simplicity stood out.
Prayer for a Little Home
God send us a little home
To come back to when we roam—
Low walls and fluted tiles
Wide windows, a view for miles;
Red firelight and deep chairs;
Small white beds upstairs;
Great talk in little nooks;
Dim colors, rows of books;
One picture on each wall;
Not many things at all.
God send us a little ground—
Tall trees standing round,
Homely flowers in brown sod,
Overhead Thy stars, O God!
God bless when winds blow
Our home and all we know.
By Florence Bone
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