Little Jo Ann, with the restless curls
And the dancing, clear brown eyes -
So full of chatter, mischief, fun,
But she is wondrous wise.

For Sunday school she writes her thoughts
In her quaint and earnest way;
In writing of what she may give to God.
She has just this to say:

"I may give Him Love, and Worship - Prayer
I may give him Thankfulness."
(And, as if to sum up- everything)
"I'll give Him Givefulness."

Dear little Jo Ann, with her "givefulness"!
(She's nearer ten than eleven).
No wonder that Jesus said, tenderly
"Of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.

Florence B. Taylor

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