Drinking from the Saucer

Continuing yesterday's theme, here's a poem found in Uncle Oui Oui's Bible when he passed away earlier this month:

I've never made a fortune,

And I'll never make one now.

But it really doesn't matter,

'Cause I'm happy anyhow.

 

As I go along my journey,

I'm reaping better than I've sowed.

I'm drinking from the saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

 

I don't have a lot of riches,

And sometimes the going's tough.

But with kin and friends to love me,

I think I'm rich enough.

 

I thank God for his blessings,

That His mercy has bestowed.

I'm drinking from the saucer,

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

 

He gives me strength and courage

When the way grows steep and rough.

I'll not ask for any blessings,

For I'm already blessed enough.

 

May I never be too busy

To help bear another's load.

Then, I'll be drinking from the saucer,

When my cup has overflowed.