Waiting and Hoping
A hearse drove by the other day;
I shuddered, bent my head to pray—
While the sun, outside my window,
Turned all green leaves bright, light and gay.
I love the spring, as well as fall,
Summer, winter, good seasons all;
Though now I’m stuck inside our house
Watching lush leaves on maples tall,
Hoping to heal before death’s call.
A SMALL VERSE
The Dragon’s breath burned through the night,
Consuming countries, cities, men;
I closed my eyes but still could see
The dragon, Sin, come straight for me.
“Holy Father, Holy Son,
Holy Spirit, three in One,
Save me from this nightmare beast,
Who would upon me gruesome feast.”
Amen
Oh Hell! Don’t drink from this chalice!
Saint Michael, dragon slayer