Howdy
Proverbs 24:33-34
33 “A little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the hands to relax,
34 and your poverty will come like a bandit,
and your need like an armed robber.”
Howdy toots?
Deep in the heart of Texas … labor on the wall
The question then remains … who is the busiest of all?
Some work from the early morning … to deep into the night
always very repetitive … to try to make things right
Some let work trickle down … and sit back to count their money
Leaving the sweat to others … resting in milk and honey
I seem fairly happy … in my feathered nest
rolling slowly down the hill … later I explain the rest
Jan Wienen
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