if you think i am good at complaining,
it's because i learned from the best.
those ancestors whose photos have
faded over the years until they look
like the dirt of Sinai they carried on
their sandals and clothes for decades.
it's from listening to the stories
that the disciples forgot to redact
from the good news books
they were so quick to self-publish,
with those clueless comments
when they couldn't understand
those simple, everyday stories you told,
or those knuckleheaded challenges
they threw in your face when you
let slip that your journey was going
to end with you crossing over into
a different sort of promised land.
so,
when i whine (and i will)
when i grumble (too many times)
when i murmur under my breath
thinking you can't read my lips,
be as patient, as forgiving,
as willing to stick with me
like you were with all those
whose words i am just repeating
(even though i think they are brand new).
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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