Teacher startled me.
Said she needed to clue me in about something.
Before the Bible study commenced. Paranoia indeed.
Was just the scheduling of a nursing home visit.
She's another friend. Don't forget.
She's another friend. Don't forget.
Galeta came up... need confirmation.
Got it after a mope and a wiz. The sack.
Got me going. Remembered OK. Something.
Have got to quit smoking.
Have got to quit smoking.
Lungs a mess. BP outrageous.
Head up arse all the time.
Would do it for another friend.
Passed along to her, surreptitiously, after much angst.
She hit the nail on the head, she did... obsessing, I was.
"Tone it down." She's right; love her to death?
Later for the rampage, we'll take it peacefully.
Yet another friend goes all Tao...
Yet another friend goes all Tao...
The quieter you become,
the more you are able to hear.
Could not retort, Friend, requiring not another incident.
"There is one, even Christ Jesus,
that can speak to thy condition,"
and when I heard it, my heart did leap for joy.
Teacher, upon Paul's assurances,
brought us round to John 14.
Promised to read it later.
Promised to read it later.
Have to quit smoking.
Peace I leave with you;
My peace I give to you;
not as the world gives do I give to you.
Do not let your heart be troubled,
nor let it be fearful.
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