(GOODBYE TO 2020)
THEN TO JUBILEE
See the willow that blows in the wind.
It catches the gale from root to end,
But does not break for it learned to bend
And so did we in Twenty-Twenty.

Better are we who did survive it,
Battered but ready to be refit,
Not beaten, for we did not submit
And our faith - it never went empty.

This year gave us much to remember,
For the woes flowed until December,
But happiness, they could not hinder
As love and faith bring our Jubilee!

Next year, we will be blessed with gladness.
Behind us will be all this sadness –
Gone too, the wicked strife and madness,
For we have earned our promised bounty.

                                                               Jerry D. Parr 2020
MAKE IT A JUBILEE YEAR.
WE DESERVE IT!