Every Sunday morning
she would put on her robe and stole
and wonder if anyone
would show.
They did,
not for her, usually,
but for themselves and
presumably God.
bobdahl
Musings by Bob/ Blogging so I don't drive e-mail friends crazy
Every Sunday morning
she would put on her robe and stole
and wonder if anyone
would show.
They did,
not for her, usually,
but for themselves and
presumably God.
Had to chuckle … will anyone show up? And mostly, they do … as you say, for themselves, surely; maybe even for God. Such a mystery …
Yep.