Give us this Day

Give us this day
to forget the memory of pain
enough laughter to heal our wounds,
our daily bread.

Open the gates of memory.
for angels to rush in
bearing gifts of bread
fleeting slices of happy thoughts.

With angel wings we are an eagle
soaring beyond clouds into the open sky
thoughts of anger left far behind -
a vista of heaven at journey’s end.

Cumulus clouds keep their distance
rains will not fall on our parade
our journey take us to rainbow’s edge
to dip our fingers into a pot of joy.

Rains, do not fall on our parade.
Laughter, heal our wounds,
our fingers dip into a pot of joy
these be our bread today.

-----------------------© Jotte: October 9, 2005

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