Today's Sermon #27

In my most recent bought of introspection and synthetic thinking, I wrote a poem. It was as miraculous as the chance that I found this image.



EDIT MY PROFILE

My mother loved
the Peace Rose above
all of the other plants
in her garden.

My father taught me how
to discover the Morel
Mushroom in the woods
of northern Michigan.

In spite of
their flaws,
I'm a happy
man.