On dreams & things (poem)
A store in Wake Forest
a store in Beau town
a refreshing presence
a unique joyful sound.
A thought of ministry
to give not receive
to be myself and shine brightly
to share with great ease.
To write in my book nook
to sip and think deep,
to work out my tangles
while babies do sleep.
To bake bread in mornings
to have hens that lay
to take our kids with us
during rest work and play.
We’re building a good thing,
a strong thing to last
I do and I don’t have what it takes,
either way, time will pass.
Breath of life fill my goings
use me if you will,
we’ll laugh and you’ll carry me
we’ll feast til our fill.