Here is my poem for the third Sunday of Advent.
In response to the Gospel of Luke:
Elizabeth
Elizabeth, tell me,
was it the same angel?
Was it the one with the thunderous
reassurance?
Mary,
were you perplexed, frightened?
Was there a just a moment of doubt?
Just a second when you felt, “not me?”
Dear Elizabeth,
bewildered and frightened and more,
just before
knowing it was an angel at our doors.
Till next week,
Andrew
That was lovely!
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Thank you.
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Clever. Nicely written.
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Thanks.
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