An Evening Prayer for Lucille (my mother)

Take me to a place
Where there are sunflowers
And tea
And the poems of Sunday
The palms from trees adorned the cross of mission life.
The mission of life is to cross over to the trees.
Blessed are the flowers
And the trees and the cross and the earth
The mission of life may be to adore the flowers
Maybe
Psalms down through the days
Sing praise when it is due
Thanks be given for sunflowers and tea

#livepoetry
<><><><><><><><><><><><><> 10/19/16

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