Hour Three<\/p>\n
BY HIS GRACE<\/p>\n
Sunset of life, but the dawn
\nof a new day.
\nShe says she is six, but she\u2019s really
\nSeventy-six.
\nShe says she\u2019s playing dress-up with
\nSister, when really
\nshe\u2019s getting her gown tied
\nup in the back.<\/p>\n
In her mind’s eye, her world is
\nbeautiful and bright.
\nTruth is\u2026 her
\nRoom\u2019s painted gray with
\ncharts on the walls.
\nShe and her neighbors, exchange
\nclothes in the halls.<\/p>\n
On Monday, she\u2019s baking cookies,
\nand muffins of oats.
\nOn Tuesday, she\u2019s teaching a classroom
\nof thirty.
\nOn Wednesday, she\u2019s traveling abroad
\nwith her team.
\nOn Thursday, she\u2019s sixteen,
\nin a uniform brown.
\nOn Friday, she\u2019s fifty\u2013speaking
\non stage.
\nOn Saturday, she\u2019s fishing with her dad,
\nby the creek.
\nOn Sunday, she\u2019s kneeling at
\nthe altar to pray.<\/p>\n
And now, by His
\nGrace, is eternity\u2019s day.<\/p>\n
\u00a9 2017 Kathleen J Kidder<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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