Without a Care

He folded his hands in prayer;
he did just sit and stare
thinking about this and that care.
He stood up from the chair
wondering if Jesus had a dime to spare
for each and every care
people tossed his way here, there
and everywhere.
“Hey, Jesus, got a dime to spare
for each and every care
people toss here, there and everywhere?
Sorry, I forgot.
You don’t deal in Caesar’s fare.
Well, you take care,
until the next time
I ask you to pull up a chair
and listen to more and more things
about which I do care.
Even if you don’t have a dime,
I know you’ll take the time
to read my mind
as I just sit and stare
as if I didn’t have a care.

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