God The Provider Poem by RIC BASTASA

God The Provider



that morning
was a happy one

we had breakfast
and we talk about the
places i have
traveled

the scent of steamed
rice and
fried fish and brewed
coffee
refresh our souls

i told her that to
a traveling mind
depression has no
house

one must not worry
about money
the owner of all these
is God
and he is our Father

someone borrowed me
money and did not pay
but i never worry
i collect it from the
Father and He pays
at higher interest rates

we talk a lot
we laughed and sighed
your wife seemingly has
recovered from her
malady

under the skies
beside the lush of trees
a bush has given us
the best white flowers
in town

on September we will be
at the west coast
when we come back
we will treat you for
a special dinner
a treat from our God
our Father...

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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