There was a young lady who lived in a shoe she had so many children, yet she knew what to do she'd cook, clean, wash and pray and pray and pray because of all the children, this took up the whole day When one got sick, so did another while caring for baby sister, she also cared for brother She couldn't afford to buy clothes so she taught herself to sew She made sure that her children were well dressed, from head to toe God blessed this skill, so much that it brought in pay she found a job sewing and to work she went each day Off to school they went and to work went she with a sigh but not before she kissed them gently, smiled and said "Hold you head up High" She told them, always put God first in everything you do whether its cleaning, cooking or washing or even sewing too! and when life's problems seem overwhelming and unfair remember, Jesus loves you and allows only what you can bare As you can see, this lady's shoe was quite very tall 'cause if I had this many children, I'd probably climb the wall but instead of complaining, she thanked the good Lord each and everyday for giving her such precious gifts and for always making a way Her children grew up and the girls are now women and the boys have become men and while the task of raising them was a struggle, she yet chose to fill the shoe again! As the story goes, the young lady is now somewhat old her shoe is still standing, although she's worn out the sole the little foster children inside are ever happy and gay and even now, she still cooks and cleans and washes and pray So, the moral of this story I guess one can say, is keeping children in the shoe makes this Old Lady's day (specially composed for Irma Jackson)
Reason for writing:
To encourage my God-mother, Irma Jackson who was a mother of 13 children and on the date of composition, 2/16/2000, found herself having to bury a 3rd child.
Birth sign: Leo
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