“If my father and
mother forsake me,
the Lord will take me up.” Psalm 27:10
we come home
only to find a
suitcase
(containing all we
have)
on the front
porch, a note
telling us all the
locks
have been changed,
and
through the tears,
we
can barely see you
sitting
in your banged-up,
rusting
pickup, until you
throw open
the passenger
door, hollering
‘hop in! let’s go hang out
at my place! I’ve got plenty
of extra
space.’
© 2020 Thom M.
Shuman
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