Pause and Ponder [POETRY]

​My  kitchen sink ~~~ tis where I think ~~~ tis where I pause ...

... and ponder...

The cows ... the horses ... and the sheep ... are grazin' up out yonder.


My kitchen sink ~~~ tis where I think ~~~ tis where I pause ... and ...  ponder ...

My apron ties to memories of simpler times grown fonder...

Did Grammaw know her kitchen would become a sanctuary

Where body and soul we gathered

For food with thought and laughter?

Her apron hanky pocket pulled to wipe wee tears from faces,

Bible verses shared with us ... seeds of faith she planted.

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Her apron pocket hankies held her tears of years past sorrows,

Are they not written in Thy Book, my tears into Thy bottle?

                                 
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Lord, Thou art mine anchor in this world, 

Which is too fast a changin' ... 

For my kitchen sink, I thank Thee Lord, 

Where I can ~~~ pause ~~~ and ponder ~~~