I
Stretch up
To the sky
So I can reach
Something good to eat.
This green thing looks okay.
It’s not what I’d like, but it
Will have to do because I am
So very hungry and I don’t see
Anything else the lady has put out.
It’s raining and I have to wonder why
This lady has a camera on me.
Doesn’t she have anything else
To do with her time than click
At me when I’m hiding
Here beneath this bush,
Trying to stay
Oh so dry
In the
Rain?
Note: Poetry form is Double Etheree.
There is much in the world to make us afraid. There is much more in our faith to make us unafraid. ~Frederick W. Cropp, Presbyterian pastor, United States
On edge.
Alert.
Waiting for
The other shoe to drop.
We tiptoe through Life
Like rabbits.
Afraid
Of what hides in the dark
Or what’s right before us.
Saturated with bad news —
Stormy weather,
Senseless shootings,
Poverty, and disease.
Who put us in charge?
Much remains outside
Our control.
We do the best we can
With what we can
For as long as we can
And leave the rest
To a Higher Power.
Trembling but trusting
Like the rabbits do.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 