Daily Life

I shall follow the directions

I have been given.

The wind appears to be whispering

Some sweet bygone melody

As it strikes the nearby bushes.

Its direction is against me now.

I’m reminded of the

Story of Jacob’s Ladder,

Which I learned about

From the good

Brothers and Sisters

At St. Gabriel’s.

I make this

Same trip daily

Fair weather or foul.

Often I doff me hat

To passers by.

It’s me ordinary grind

And I’m getting good at it.

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