A friend of mine gave me this poem and I thought I'd pass it along. I'm not sure who the author is, but please email me if you do.
When the folks next to you act like those in the zoo. A grumblin', growlin', and spittin',
Its a pretty good plan to be calm as you can, and do somethin' useful-like knittin'.
When a gossipin' Susan, with poison barbed tongue, comes into the room where you're sittin'
And starts to defame some neighbor's good name, count stitches out loud-and keep knittin'.
When there's been a slight misunderstanding at church, and other hint broadly of quittin',
Why, the very best thing you can do is to sing and stay at your post-and keep knittin'.
When Satan moves in with his cohorts of sin, say, you'll never find me submittin';
you irk me, I find; so, get thee behind and please don't disturb me-I'm knittin'.
In the middle of problems, the big ones and small, it's always most proper and fittin',
To trust and to pray, till the Lord shows the way and go right ahead with your knittin'.
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