Mundane Things - Poem by Bill Grace
It is in these mundane things
The cup of coffee, the child, cat, dog
That we must find our life
Let me dare not forget the wife
Protecting these calling us to our strife.
With age the grand has grown greatly suspect:
'the world safe for democracy'
'the savior of Western Christian civilization
against the Bolshevick menace'
'Coke gives life'
Mundane things looking
Infinitely more worth of our trust.
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