God has allowed my life. <br />With an accepted work ethic. <br />To do what needs to be done. <br />And applying effort to it! <br /> <br />My mother taught me this, <br />As I watched her struggle... <br />With smiling closed lips. <br />From plucking feathers off chickens. <br />To working on her feet, <br />While completing her duties... <br />As a hired machinist. <br />To ensure my sisters and I... <br />Were sheltered. <br />Ate! <br />Clothed and kept clean! <br /> <br />God has allowed my life... <br />To expose it in composition. <br />And to do that in a way, <br />To use praise as the condition. <br />With smiling closed lips... <br />Uplifting so much pride, <br />I have inside!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/with-smiling-closed-lips/
