Tuesday, November 24, 2020

One of my surprises from cleaning up my office

                Almost two hours

I didn't think of you for almost two hours tonight.

You're away for the weekend.

I watched "House" on TV,

Cleaned the kitchen.

Made chicken salad with pickles for my lunch tomorrow.

I listened to the end of the Yankee's game on radio.

And watched it rain on the kitchen porch.

And, in all that time,

Almost two hours,

I didn't think of you once.

But, I wouldn't be writing this if

After that time

I hadn't thought of you then.



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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.