Where I Am
WHERE I AM!
“Where am I?” I ask,
an aging citizen in a small cold place
in Upstate New York
…..but my fellow citizens
in the suburban towns have
given up on my City and its
proud but struggling peoples,
they want to slink in and work
then flee as fast as the Interstates
will allow….but I want to live
in a work of art in progress,
participate in the unfolding of
faith, opportunity, good work
rewarded not only with money,
property and the pursuit of
happiness, but with the spiritual
fulfillment of taking care of
one another……..
Yesterday, the afternoon high was nine degrees,
it was bright and sunny, I shoveled the snow, said
a prayer of thanksgiving for the place where I
live, knowing my wife was waiting
inside, knowing I was blessed and
always have been!
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