CHRIST IN WINTER:
Reflections on Faith & Life for the Years of Winter
The old ladies at the next
table
telling of the trips they
will take
to go to distant points to
see
the grands, of family and
of temples…
“You were telling me about
Rome,”
she said, when her friend
forgot
the thread,
…look good “for their
age.”
They have not spilled
their chai
…they have not misused the
subjunctive
or fallen off the high
stools
these places use to
separate the nimble
from the stiff…
“You must be this tall to
ride.”
…So we must celebrate them
in song
and psalm, perhaps a
parade
to demean their lives
with a banner that says
they are
worthwhile only so long as
they do not
act as old as they are
Please, if we are worthy
of praise
it is for more than acting
young
when we are old.
There is no merit just in
piling up
the years.
Yes, I can remember my
name. Thank you
for noticing.
But if I am worthy of
praise
let it be for remembering
the truth.
JRMcF
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