A Prayer for a Little Home
God send us a little home
To come back to when we roam -
Low walls and fluted tiles,
Wide windows, a view for miles;
Red firelight and deep chairs;
Small white bed upstairs;
Great talk in little nooks;
Dim color, rows of books;
One picture on each wall;
Not many things at all.
God send us a little ground -
Tall trees standing round,
Homely flowers in brown sod,
Overhead thy stars, O God!
God bless when winds blow
Our home and all we know.
by Florence Bone
Florence Bone was born on 26 January 1875 in Liverpool, England. She was a writer of children’s books, romance fiction, and historical fiction. Florence Bone passed on at 96 years of age on 17 February 1971.
God send us a little home
To come back to when we roam -
Low walls and fluted tiles,
Wide windows, a view for miles;
Red firelight and deep chairs;
Small white bed upstairs;
Great talk in little nooks;
Dim color, rows of books;
One picture on each wall;
Not many things at all.
God send us a little ground -
Tall trees standing round,
Homely flowers in brown sod,
Overhead thy stars, O God!
God bless when winds blow
Our home and all we know.
by Florence Bone
Florence Bone was born on 26 January 1875 in Liverpool, England. She was a writer of children’s books, romance fiction, and historical fiction. Florence Bone passed on at 96 years of age on 17 February 1971.