I got out of bed one morning, not feeling well that day,

And talked with Father God, 'cos that's the way I pray.

The day was going to be busy, I had to go to town,

Better put a smile on - it doesn't help to frown.

Going up the steps seemed such an awful bore,

When suddenly a bright young man was holding wide the door.

He smiled at me when I thanked him, "You're welcome, Ma-am," he said,

And I was glad I hadn't stayed at home in bed.

I'm entering my seventies and I know the world is good

There's love and hope in everything if we just take Father God. Mrs Winnie Doel, Blake Gardens, Halliwell

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