Thank God for dirty dishes, they have a tale to tell;
While others may go hungry we're eating very well.
With home and health and happiness
I shouldn't want to fuss;
For by the stack of evidence
God's been good to us!

A very tiny courtesy I found to do today;
'Twas quickly done, with none to see,
And then I ran away...
But someone must have witnessed it,
For truly I declare
As I sped back the stony path,
Roses were blooming there!