Sometimes I wonder if maybe by chance or on purpose,
God has forgotten all about me in my little puddle of home
warmed by the summer sun, i'm grateful for my life
either way, The Lord Provides and We are Grateful
So deeply grateful for this fragile strong Home
I have faith in God to pay the rent each month
I simply feel that, as an older woman, i deserve to be
and will be, provided for.  let me weave my garments
and sell my sashes to the merchant they are of the heart.