Poem: An Acrostic

Oh! String those simple beads of love

On golden threads of truth –

Beads which, in the main,

Look not luxurious or ornate,

But positivelu plain.

Do let those simple beads of love

Stay permanently strung,

As tightly as can be,

To form a single unit

For everyone to see.

So, let us keep on stringing

Those simple beads of love

With faith and utmost care,

And pass those generously around

For everyone to wear.

Note: The first words of the first stanza of each verse forms the words, “Oh! Do So.”