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by Glenn Currierwhite hair
slow but steady moves
morning greeting
that'll be two fourteen
thank you sir.
I wonder why this low wage job
for this poised elder-
a divorce, dead husband?
or in this momentary link
a Walgreens angel to assure me:
even without the gritty cross
of ashes traced on my forehead
Lent begins.
she gives me her peace
along with my change. 03/02/2006 Posted on 03/03/2006
Copyright © 2024 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/03/06 at 06:39 AM ...yes, what is that about entertaining angels unawares? We rarely know or seek to know the real stories behind those we come across in everyday life. I see them as a great reason to at least smile they'er way. Thanks for this reminder of the season, and the people. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/04/06 at 01:13 AM You speak eloquently of a side of Lent little mentioned I think. |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 03/05/06 at 12:34 PM glad I came to read and got reminded of these moments in life. Too often they pass us by! |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/06/06 at 10:29 PM I find this poem wonderfully developed in style, shape, and stunning content...here lies a poem I would have loved to have written...lovely to stumble across pieces like these...thank you! All the best, Jewels |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 03/07/06 at 03:07 AM Glenn, I love moments like these, since they take the sting out of others that aren't as wonderful. Beautiful, peaceful...passed on and on to countless people.
~Chelle~ |
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