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If You Only Knew
hexastich with rhyme
I drink my coffee standing on alert
knowing that my tasks move this chunk of dirt
on its axis... my world, my family.
Of necessity, I grab each moment
attacking life with God, at faith's expense
wringing out each ounce of kids' energy.
I am a mother raising young children,
as a chef, cop, coach, and comedienne.
Past these headwinds, I see in the distance -
doting old grandma, coffee in her hands
Bible in her lap, waiting in the stands
sharing what she knows of God’s existence.
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Reason A. Poteet
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