My sister Nancy Margaret (nee:Dickinson)Chamberlain wrote this poem as a young teenager some where in the early 1960's. She has written many since even publishing them but this has always been my favorite one. Look for more of her poems on this site under My Mother Grace.

A LITTLE CLOSET PRAYER

By: Nancy Dickinson

Every so often you chance to hear

A phrase or quotation that pleases your ear

Like the one from the "GOOD BOOK " I encountered one day,

Where it reads "Go into your closet to pray"

For there in the darkness you're quite sure to find

Silence and closeness and your own peace of mind.

I liked the idea,so I proceded to do

Exactly what the quote wanted me to

So I opened the door and leaped in quite quick

Caught my head in a hanger, in my eye a stick

A crunch underfoot meant my schell lamp was there

When suddenly something hit me mid air,

I reached up (for balance) with such poise and grace

That my freshly ironed skirts fell down in my face

Some heavy big boxes tumbled down from above

I clutched for the knob and gave it a shove

And scrambled forth the best that I might

(Thank Heavens for air and "Let there be light")

The people below me inquired about the clatter

And hollered up stairs and asked "Whats the matter?"

I replied I was cleaning -- For what could I say???

That I'd merely gone into my closet to PRAY.?