Wednesday, October 28, 2009

all day, every day

st. lucy stopped for a moment
while she rested her arms and legs
from pushing her little
brother down the sidewalk
in his electric car whose
battery had run down;
stroking Dusty's nose,
her eyes shimmered with delight
and she exploded in a giggle,
'you're a silly dog!'
when he suddenly baptized her
with a sloppy kiss.

pausing for a few moments
from helping his elderly neighbor,
st. chuck leaned on his rake,
smiling as his grandkids,
eagerly and deliberately
scattered the leaves he had
spent all afternoon carefully
piling by the curb,
whispering, 'what a life!'

slowly, painstakingly, as if
she were joining together a puzzle,
differently-abled st. jennifer
put each item in its place
in the cloth bags,
not making them too heavy
(as the customer requested)
making sure the bread
ended up on top,
and nothing too heavy
was near the eggs.

they're all around us, aren't they,
those precious drops of grace
sprinkled in our lives?

(c) 2009 Thom M. Shuman

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