Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Miss Martha

Miss Martha’s blue water jug is no Samaritan Well
she is Ghanain and a woman of fine repute
bringing drinks of hope to other women
leaving each face happier than she found it

moving about on a blue motorbike
spreading drops of joy to water each life
farming for a crop of female success stories
to rival her own accomplishments

Miss Martha is headed to University
an upgrade from her wish for Polytechnic
miracle at the hand of “Grandma”
who daily lifts up those who need elevation

I have a tiny conduit to the life of Miss Martha
in the person of one Nancy Schaefer
a miracle worker in her own right
Mother and Grandmother and in His service

I wanted you to have a peek at an angel
on her blue motorbike, with her blue water jug
I have seen her dance in my mind
look closely, her feet barely touch the ground


  1. Anonymous8:22 PM

    I love this. I love how the pictures are a part of the story you tell. Great inspiration.

  2. Great poem and what an angel she is!!

  3. Anonymous8:20 AM

    great story!

  4. Great picture, great lady! Thanks for introducing us to her.


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