80 in October,
dark mornings spent in a grand church,
friends over for breakfast,
on-sale yellow flowers.

Mary holding my hand,
a 10 minute sign of peace,
little smiles behind me,
a moment of clarity on my porch.

Slow weekends,
raspberry season, 
vanilla-mint tea,
2 hours of healing.

Lifted off my heart,
burden and pain,
cleaned out by Your hand;
an easy yoke.


You keep Your promises.


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