someday
i’ll meet
God
on a
mountain
or beach
maybe at a
coffee shop and
we’ll instantly
recognize each other
with neck hugs
and back pats
then, awed
i will bow
low and
God will
smile grace,
reach down,
pick me up
and put me in
his shirt pocket
near his heart
to carry
me
home.
a poet in his pocket
14 Mar 2017 8 Comments
in free verse Tags: God, grace, home, mountain, pocket
a poem in my pocket 
Mar 16, 2017 @ 13:34:44
So beautiful.. as usual Lynn………… Diane
Mar 16, 2017 @ 17:42:48
Thanks, Diane!
Mar 14, 2017 @ 19:00:34
Love it! Good job.
Mar 14, 2017 @ 19:25:41
Thanks, Robyn.
Mar 14, 2017 @ 17:57:29
So warm, yes you will. Peace
Mar 14, 2017 @ 17:58:33
Peace to you, Lee.
Mar 14, 2017 @ 16:40:55
This! Yes!
Mar 14, 2017 @ 16:57:55
Glad you like it 😄