anniversary forty-five – January 10


hands laid upon,

pre-monish the

preacher said

advise in advance


the things go dread.


be a voice ahead

so that people

get it right,

I gaze now in

my own life

lest I miss the light.


for my body

in advancing years

for my heart in

love’s sweet ears

for my soul in

the Blessed’s tears,


and I give thanks


for all that has grown


these many years.


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