Saturday, November 07, 2026

Job 42:2–3

Perhaps if I wasn’t me 
It would have hit deeper 

I suppose each leaf - falls 

Some fall with other and 
Some fall alone - yes each 

Has a story - only told when one 
Decides to unhook to drift 

Down  - alone or with others 
Doesn’t matter which and to me 

One falls flat - a heaven on earth 
With a bit of yelling and a hit or two 

Still a fundamental understanding 
That life is love 

My childhood wasn’t so kind