THIRD OF MAY

It was on the third of May,
That year was very dear,
The month was to the north,
The week was quick,
And the day was gay,
That hour was full of power,
The minute was so sweet,
And the second was reckoned,
That moment a gem arrived!
This poem was written by Albert A. Olofinnika

A SPECIAL GIFT

Heaven sent me a gift,
A very special one indeed
That brought me a wonderful lift,
Tongue can’t tell of it; so splendid,
A beautiful mighty One,
Through whom sin and Satan I won.