The father, a well digger,
Strong was he,
And as loving and kind
As a father could be.
~*~
And Mary his daughter,
Just five years old,
Was very much dearer
Than millions in gold.
~*~
To Mary her father
Was big, grand and nice,
So each had a treasure,
Beyond any price.
~*~
One day to the well,
Little Mary was sent
To take daddy’s lunch,
How gladly she went.
~*~
But when she looked down,
Not a thing could be seen.
The well, like a pocket,
Was dark as could be.
~*~
The father saw Mary
And heard her voice, too,
But made not a sound,
Just to see what she’d do.
~*~
She dropped to her knees,
The dear little soul,
And called down, “Oh, Daddy,
Are you down this hole?”
~*~
“Why, yes Mary darling,
I’m here at your feet,
Just drop my lunch
For I’m ready to eat.
~*~
Just let it go easy,
I’ll catch it all right.”
She did and she saw
It fall out of sight.
~*~
“Why Mary,” said father,
“There’s enough here for two,
Now this is the thing
I would like you to do.
~*~
You jump down here to me
And we’ll eat it together,
Down here in the cool
And away from the weather.”
~*~
“Oh, daddy, I’m afraid,
I can’t see you at all,
Be sure now you catch me
And don’t let me fall.”
~*~
‘Twas just for a moment
She wavered in doubt,
Then closing her dear
Little eyes she jumped out.
~*~
In the darkness, yes,
That was the test,
She trusted in faith
At her father’s request.
~*~
And both were so happy
He kissed her and smiled
Because of the sweet
Trusting faith of his child.
~*~
“Oh, sweet little Mary,
You put me to shame,
How often my Father
Has called me the same.
~*~
But because it was dark
I turned back in doubt.
Refusing the call,
Though His arms were stretched out.”
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- Author Unknown
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