Monday, March 28, 2011


While some of you are enjoying tulips and daffodils and that thing that's called spring, here the snow is blowing over under sideways down. It's barely 30 degrees outside and I refuse to photograph snow one more time this season. Seriously. (Well, unless there's some phenomenal naturally created piece of ice sculpture or the sun is glowing pink on its surface or something like that. LOL)

But in the meantime, I'm turning my mind to other more important matters. Like this...

It's been years in the making -
years of preparation -
for the day this young man 
would take his separation

from family and friends 
and days of youthful playing
to share things of importance -
things that don't bear delaying.

That day has finally come 
and he's ready to serve
with no thought for himself
he'll do it with verve.

His hair has been cut,
the tattoos no more.
They washed down the drain.
He's clean to the core.

The doctor's been seen;
his papers are in.
Now we just wait
'til it's time to begin.

1Corinthians 13:11When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 


Susan Anderson said...

Great photo, and I like the poem, too!


Vern said...

a.k.a. "Mama's Pay Day!"

Pam said...

Wow, what a great picture of that handsome boy; I guess I should say handsome man. Our little Luke is all grown up!