Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Mission creep

My beloved gave me the title for this poem.  It is a term apparently attributed to many US political endeavors overseas.  It is no less true here at home.

In this,
My recuperation week
From intensive walks
On old home turf;
In this,
My week returned
To the place I now
Call home,
In this week
I find three new meetings
When I only knew
About one.
The very simple offer
To assist with pastoral care
Grew into two more meetings
With absolutely no telling
What will happen
Next week.

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