Freda's Garden:

Welcome to my Garden.

Today's poem was taken from today's (Our Daily Bread)


THIS OLD CLAY POT

This old clay pot
Is cracked and worn
And the outside
Is tattered and torn.

This old clay pot
Has seen better days
And has been used
In much better ways.

This old clay pot
Stills holds together
In sunshine or rain.
And in stormy weather.

This old clay pot
God fashioned the clay
He was the Potter
His will to convey.

This  old clay pot
Is still useful, you see
I know that to be true
For this old pot is me!

Freda Fullerton
January 28, 2020