Friday, March 12, 2010
Thank You, Jesus
Thank You, Jesus
My beautiful wife is from Texas—
a minister’s daughter,
and even though she acknowledges my
dislike of religious ritual and dogma,
still we say Grace over our groceries;
glad to have food when many do not,
happy to hold hands momentarily
before the chicken fried steak usurps all.
Glenn Buttkus March 2010
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Thank You, Jesus - I'm thinking 'prose poem' again when I read this. And I like the humour in the last line.
Lynne
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