To Die For

I’m sure I don’t understand everything that was involved
but some evenings when the breeze is slight but jazzy
 
and the shadows are almost honest I feel I’ve a hunch
as to why God thought this world was to die for.
 
I’ve got nowhere near the courage God has but I’d like to
believe that if presented with the same chance to take
 
one for the team that I would have taken it, shame and all.
Again, this would not be due to broadly shoulders but rather
 
of possessing a ticker that’s a sucker for lemonade stands
manned by the pure of heart that refuse to close up shop early
 
because surely there’s one more righteous neighbor willing
to pay for a cup of cold sweetness before the day’s end.
 
Meadow-Dawn
 
 
 
 

 

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4 Comments

  1. Jody Collins on August 4, 2014 at 3:25 am

    ‘When the breeze is slight but jazzy….’ The summer evenings have moved through my windows with such a feeling……and I never could nail it with words that made them sound God ward.
    This poem does all that, and more.
    (clicking over via Mr. Glynn Young and Twitter). Glad I did.

  2. pastordt on August 4, 2014 at 10:03 pm

    love them stands. love ’em.

  3. TheFarmgirl on August 5, 2014 at 12:45 am

    ” … and the shadows are almost honest I feel I’ve a hunch
    as to why God thought this world was to die for.” Yes.

  4. Jackie Lea Sommers on August 8, 2014 at 1:19 pm

    Reblogged this on Jackie Lea Sommers and commented:
    Love this.

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