Coats

 Day 12:  12th April, 12th Poem.

Can't believe I'm keeping up with the challenge. This poem is a little reflection on life in our large family.
There were many times when we were in need and the right item just "turned up".  It was amazing , well , miraculous really.            


     Coats

The winter - cold - children growing fast                                                                       

Coats not fitting - money short - a silent prayer.

Next morning early - on the doorstep                                                            

A black bag -  future hope.                                          

With expectant gratitude, we crowd around the gift-                                            

Ah, shoes for the youngest - and - trousers for the boys                                           

And -  wait - yes, two coats for the girls                                                  

Just the right size - in favourite colours.                                              

It continues to surprise,                                                

Divine providence    

Artwork by Peter Green