Someon's Hand

A meaningful living seems me as 
To teach one’s grand mother,
To suck eggs, to make the grade,
Gracious living: ideas and thoughts,
Imagination and explanations,
But deeds, knee high to a grass hopper.

A merciful living touches me as 
To take in rear, ready to hand,
To take pains to a pairing time,
To shake in one’s shoes,
To shoot down in flames,
To take down a pig.

Why is it so hard to fight for grace?
To want something badly,
To throw away the baby with the bathwater,
With one’s back up against the wall,
Backward and forward,
To force someone’s hand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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