Our Pastor's Wife

When God called men to pastor saints,

He knew the woes of all,

And so he chose the pastor's wife,

A different, special call.

Some women think of just their own

And never realize,

The pastor's wife must care for all,

And see through Godly eyes.

A pastor's wife must be on time

For every sort of meeting,

No matter what her problems are,

Keep smiling as she's greeting.

When in the midnight hours folks call,

She must forget her sleep

To make sure that the pastor comes

To shepherd o'er his sheep.

Her home must be the cleanest one

No matter day and time,

And even though the gossip rolls,

She must not speak a line.

She must be honest, faithful, smart,

And keep her children clean.

Then if she ever gives complaint,

There's folk who say she's mean.

I'm thankful that when God called forth

Our pastor with humble demeanor,

He also gave to us his wife,

Our own sweet Sister Regina.

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kat's picture

A very nice complimentary poem to go with "Our Pastor".
Good job as always.

Kim