Sunday, September 20, 2009

Poem of the Week

Sunday at the Temple

The rain fell that Sunday afternoon
outside the temple where the eternal flame burned bright
the tiny hallway where red leather covered books were kept
saw a cat snoozing in a pool of light
the guardian of the temple
who kept mice away
and always received a portion of meat
shared by the priest
who always looked after her
when she was not greeting the worshipers who
came every week.

Copyright 2009, Julie Kovacs.

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