Saturday, November 30, 2019

Visitors - two entries



Thanksgiving

Comes to the door a guest,
but I think he's not the best
on his face not even a smile
he seems quite full of bile.
Who invited this sullen guy
I don’t like him, it’s not a lie
I put on a cheerful face
my words with care I pace.
Is this house one four nine?
says he with deep gruff whine
oh dear, could it really be,
relieved I speak, it’s one four three!



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Prayers for the Departing

They came to visit,
they drove for hours,
while mom was ready
to pass over, with no mind,
no senses, no sense.

They came to visit,
I knew them
from a different place and time.
They came with their little known religion
found in dusty textbooks.

They came to visit
not to convert, not to explain,
they came only to visit mom,
to perform the rite for the dying.

They came to visit,
I felt grateful for the blessing.
Like mythical angels
they left.



Another type of visitor to the back yard.

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