Another 32 days
She numbers her days
Too long! She thinks;
Too short in some ways.
May all the patience be rewarded she prays.
The longing obvious on her pretty face,
In the words of her Lord, comfort she takes;
Hardship now she embrace
And the ease that will follow she awaits.
Happily she thinks, "If it were otherwise,
it would only cause digrace
This is better, if a little hard
And it will pay by the will of my Lord."
But she shudders when she thinks
Even though all these words she says
"Another 32 days".
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