Poem About The Twenty-Four Inch Gauge

Twenty Four Inches

Twenty Four Parts

Twenty Four moments to look at our hearts

Twenty Four hours

In the space of a day

Twenty Four moments to choose your own way

When divided by three

We find ourselves eight

With these proportions we do something great

Eight for vocations

Eight for a nod

and Eight humble hours for the service of God

I am no wise man

and I am no sage

but I'll remember forever the twenty four inch gauge