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Friday, June 9, 2023

Free Water By Henry Beer (Poem)

 


Free Water
By Henry Beer

While working in my garden,
When plants are very dry,
I seek by man's contrivance
The moisture to supply.
Perchance by human efforts
Some water is supplied,
The space that man can water
Is neither large nor wide.

When we have cares engrossing
It takes much precious time
To use the hose in watering;
It throws us out of line.
The water from the hydrant
Joined to the main supply
We think about conserving
As days are hot and dry.

The water from the storage
Is not given to us free;
By the reading on the meter
We must pay the proper fee.
If He who governs nature
Does not charge for blessings sent,
Should we not at least be grateful,
Filled with love and kind intent?

Now have you ever pondered
How wonderful - the rain!
It falls to earth in volumes
And waters hill and plain.
The reservoirs of water
Held in clouds so high,
We mortals can not measure,
Not fathom the supply.

The Father's store is bounteous,
And He provides for all;
For man and beasts and flowers
He causes rain to fall.
Now man by human wisdom
Does wonders, we agree!
But God gives rain in volume,
And what's more, it's free!


2 comments:

  1. That's a neat poem! So many things we can take for granted, are great blessings that God freely gives us. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. Thank you for the comment, Amy!
      We just went through a dry spell. When I woke up to the sound of rain Sunday morning I thanked God for the "free" water. As a gardener this poem is so relatable.

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