I saw Joy dressed
as a postal worker
tenaciously attempting
to infect everyone in line
up against Impatience
in the form of a woman
still in her workout clothes
complete with jewelry
and then I stood behind Clumsy
or so she seemed — dressed
in faux fur and fumbling
at the self-serve machine
I was set to be Frustration
until Joy stepped in, as did
Grace, his coworker, and
Clumsy became Competence
without any trace of star
or shepherds; no angel band —
and I stood in the parking lot
grateful to have been there
Peace,
Milton
Gratitude changes most everything. A close friend reminded me that Paul said, “Be grateful IN all things”, not FOR all things. Not great at gratitude, but trying. Thanks.