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A Knock At The Door

A knock at the door, late morning.
The dog makes a racket, but the two stand their ground.
They are on God’s business.

I know before I open the door what
they have to say – that God is the answer.
I pull the door open, try to be pleasant,
(but, please, don’t talk too long) .
Two women, earnest, polite, sincere.
(There is a message simply in their manner.)

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