Tuesday, December 8, 2009


Tiny is bad sick..
It all happened so quick
I thought I would die
Tears flowing from my eye
I prayed for her healing
Fitful, horrible dealing
To sit and wait for news
And to have no clues
To whether she was dying
Then in the mist of my crying
I heard that she was not dying, but better!
Oh! how my mouth began to fill with joyful chatter
To know she was under recovery
No more fitful worry
Tiny's still weak, but soon healed
I thank God for this wonderful deal
Of recovery that I hope will stick
Cuz Tiny was sick...


  1. I am perfectly fine,Thanks!
    this is Tiny

  2. Dear Abbs, That is the sweetest thing ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!