Each Single Act, A Pious Rite Poem by james watkin
Each Single Act, A Pious Rite
Each single act
A pious rite
What you have just turned into.
A loving heart
Of devotion.
Housewife's. Beating more so true!
Smelt for incense
Room, once aired out.
Hymns, therein heard, sung out joy.
And but lifted
Up in blessing
To sweep, scrub, mop, who's hand's ploy.
Wednesday, May 26, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: housekeeping,wife,devotion
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