Don'T Ask Why

Oh small sweet child do not weep.
For God has given us a bed of grass
on which to sleep.
God gives us his gentle love to keep
us warm.
A blanket of stars that can not
be torn.
The soft cool rain to wash away
The dust of the day.
So wipe the tear from your eye!
Thank God for each and don't ask why!

by Doris June Fields

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