[This poem appeared in original form in Christian Century (85: 133) , October 23,1968. It was my first published poem. Reprinted in Ashes on the Snow, L. Milton Hankins, Createspace, 2010.]
I cannot thank in past tense- knowing care has not ceased that this moment is not leased But granted freely to me. A fleeting moment already gone must be in my thanksgiving consumed, unmindful, in living.
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