Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties

[thenami]

I am sitting here after midnight
trying diligently to write something
as my thoughts race deep within
personal spiritual philosophies
and I find myself jumbled
like Scabble letters in a bag
spilled out upon a cold table
left there for all to see
in a mess of alphabet glory
and I smile
cause it reminds me of home-made soup
gooey cheese sandwiches
conversations yet to be had
in the sunshine of my happiness

 

[bobinfaith]

I am sitting here after midnight trying diligently to write something as my thoughts race deep within personal spiritual philosophies and I find myself jumbled like Scabble letters in a bag spilled out upon a cold table left there for all to see in a mess of alphabet glory and I smile cause it reminds me of home-made soup gooey cheese sandwiches conversations yet to be had in the sunshine of my happiness

Dear thenami;

In your Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties, "conversations yet to be had in the sunshine of my happiness"

reminded me of Lamentations 3:22-23, 22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; 23 they are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness. - RSV

The new morning is a miracle covered by His mercies.

God bless you, thenami.

Bob