A moment of sheer panic
of a loss, unexpected,
assuaged by the promise
the assertion, the utterance
Oh, she’ll come back,
with “Blueberry Stories”
to share with us
And she will, she told me,
in hearing this story, this
tale
of four-year-old fears
of losing their Pastor Lori
in the wilds of the Downeast
the wilds of northern Maine
miles away from us
The departing of the mission
trip
now only a day away from
this moment
needing the assurance
of her faithful return
to still the trembling lip,
the welling up of her eyes,
on that urgent morning many
years gone by.
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edited October 3, 2015
Blueberry Stories – v4
(editing version 2)
Edited December 24, 2013
Blueberry Stories – v3
(editing original again)
Edited May 4, 2013
Blueberry Stories – v2”
August 12, 2006 15:03
“Blueberry Stories”
On the panic of our then 4 year old,
Shanequa, in the narthex of our church
the prospect of not seeing the Associate Pastor,
her beloved Pastor Lori,
for the week of the multi-generational
mission trip to be with the migrant workers
in Downeast Maine, for the blueberry harvest
from Wesley United Methodist Church ,
to the Down East Maine
Mission ,
East Machias, ME
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