Before the service –
an oriole carries my thoughts to God
and back
The first hymn β
we sing our way
into harmony
Prayer before soup
we unclasp our hands
to break bread
Driving away
whether or not to go home
by the usual road
Haiku by Carol Purington
Reprinted with her permission
All Rights Reserved
You may also wish to visit Carol’s poetry page at Woodslawn Farm.