These are the last two poems from her “childhood” years. Unfortunately, I don’t know the context or inspiration for either of them.
God’s Amazing World (#9) © Brenda I wake up at the break of day and gaze about and see the sunbeams dancing in my room on wall, on bed, on me. I walk about in summer light admire the sky above I feel God’s blessing on my head and in my heart His love. At harvest time I see the moon so elegant and proud go floating in the tented sky and gossip with a cloud. All these rare beauties that I see are from my God and free. (1959) Male and Female (#10) © Brenda The male stands back surveying his work With a cool and critical eye “Big Man” is he, none could be Bigger He groans at a female sigh. But listen to me, big “little man” And never smirk in fun Your mother a great female is From her you should never run. Females are warm with love and life From her toil she will never cease From dawn to dawn her work goes on You, my man, are her masterpiece. (1960)