a poem in which God’s name is June
hello June,
Sundays have changed, haven’t they?
today I’ll head to the farmers market
not post church or to purchase vegetables
but to work
I have no complaints
regarding this position
life is totally and irrevocably
different than when I began adulthood
the contrast is bold
exemplified this weekend
thirty five years since we married, I graduated, it began
it ended somewhere along the way
and now
peace is subtle but present
I will sell radishes today
which causes me to chuckle
is there a better way to celebrate You and creation
than to offer something pulled from the earth
thanks June, for getting me to this day
a lifetime and then some
amen
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Wonderful write. I really love it!
this is a great story/prayer poem! love the radishes!
Love “is there a better way to celebrate You and creation/than to offer something pulled from the earth”
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