Circle's

By Peter A. Todd

Sitting in this encircled abode

I bare witness to others and their quests

The way they carry life's heavy load

Trying to live at being their best

Worried faces of what is to become

Of their life in future days

Searching their hearts for questions won

Yet! Not a thank you in their words to say

The answers they seek is not of man

It is only found from the wisdom of faith

For this circle is but of the Master's plan

His blessings on us so vast and great

Give praise to your Savior every day

It is through his blood we have our being

Give thanks to Jesus when you pray

By this you will see all greatness revealing