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August 19, 2007
Two by Two

Two hour meeting.
For every answer, two questions.
For every dragon slayed, two more grew.
For my two requests, excuses.
Times two.

After emptying myself,
preaching, greeting, helping, listening....
Being and being and being there.
Twice Over.

The too-early loss
of a young family –
sorrowing for them.
Cuts me with ghosts too.

“Pray for....Pray for....”
I used to sit at Stacie’s bedside
and pray for patience
as she repeated those two words.
For two - zero minutes.

And the machine flashes a red “2”
as I walk in the door.

“I love you very, very much” helps.