A careful woman I ought to be:
A little girl follows me;
I do not dare to go astray
For fear she'll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape her eyes;
What she sees me do,
she tries
Like me, she says,
she's going to be,
The little girl who follows me.
She thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine;
The bad in me she must not see,
The little girl who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer's sun and winter's snow,
I am building for the years to be,
For a little girl follows me.
~Author Unknown~
Thank you Mrs. June Fuentes
A Wise Woman Builds Her Home
Lovely reminder, Amy.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Thank you for posting it. And I have to say I love all the artwork you've found to decorate your blog!
ReplyDeleteVery convicting!
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that I found your blog. I love the title btw!!