At Sun, 24 Nov 2002, Tish wrote:
>
>I've never made a fortune, and it's probably too late now.
>But I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow.
>
>And as I go along life's way,
>I'm reaping better than I sowed.
>I'm drinking from my saucer,
>'Cause my cup has overflowed.
>
>Haven't got a lot of riches,
>and sometimes the going's tough.
>But I've got loving ones all around me,
>and that makes me rich enough.
>
>I thank God for his blessings,
>and the mercies He's bestowed.
>I'm drinking from my saucer,
>'Cause my cup has overflowed.
>
>I remember times when things went wrong,
>My faith wore somewhat thin.
>But all at once the dark clouds broke,
>and the sun peeped through again.
>
>So Lord, help me not to gripe,
>about the tough rows I have hoed.
>I'm drinking from my saucer,
>'Cause my cup has overflowed.
>
>If God gives me strength and courage,
>When the way grows steep and rough.
>I'll not ask for other blessings,
>I'm already blessed enough.
>
>And may I never be too busy,
>to help others bear their loads.
>Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer,
>'Cause my cup has overflowed.
>
>When I think of how many people
>in this world have it worse than I do.
>I realize just how lucky most of us really are.
>
>God Bless Us All.