cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Holiday Message 2020

A strange year just passed shaped by COVID19
Not in sync with my usual Christmas card message
Wearing masks for distancing safe but not jolly
Constant hand washing causes skin to dry out

A tragic time for U.S. and the world
Overwhelming death counts and grieving survivors
Occupy daily news headlines and stories
Businesses closed devastate the economy

Virtual school classes and all sorts of Zooming
Afford us necessary human connections
Neighbors helping neighbors and kindness of strangers
Testify that love still sheds a warm light

Holiday time is simply amazing
The arts are creating novel celebrations
Human spirit surges to reaffirm season
God’s gift of new life evergreen

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Small Miracles in Covid Times

A rainy, gloomy day
Confined by social distancing
Feeling very much alone
I reached out to Margie
Who comes here once a month
To help with my house cleaning

She is coming here tomorrow
Now I have a task to do
Cardboard boxes from Amazon
Quarantining in my bath tub
Need breaking down
Cheering me with useful work

A second joy brightened me
Grandson James soon college bound
Texted me an invitation
Supper out and conversation
Wonderful way to say goodbye
We’re going Tuesday night

Good things come in threes they say
While washing dishes after lunch
Playing favorite old CD’s
I heard All The Things You Are
And traveled back to my teen years
Chills and goosebumps still intact

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