Sunday, October 10, 2010

Bob Weygant and the good Lord


While looking through some old photos this weekend I came across a three by five card that my dad had written a poem on.

Good Lord sends me troubles
And I got to work’em out
But when I peer around I find
There’s troubles all about

And when I see my troubles
I just look and grin
To think of all the troubles
That I aint in.



1 comment:

Don said...

Great poem from your dad! It seems he was wiser than most. I wish I had known him but I guess I was too young.