Poem By Beatrice Christopher
Poem written by Beatrice Christopher:
I know I am only a servant girl
And I’m not ashamed to say
I belong to the ranks of those that toil
For a living day by day.
I belong to the lower class,
That’s the phrase we often meet.
There’s some who sneeze at a servant girl
As they pass her in the street.
Only a servant girl, thank God,
With willing hands and heart.
I am able to earn my daily bread
And in life’s battle take my part.
You could offer me no title
I would be more proud to own
And stand as high in the sight of God
As the Queen upon her throne.