wasn't a church going man.
wasn't a fan
of the pope,
or Billy Graham,
i never saw him
pray,
or heard him talk
about the great beyond,
what may or may
not,
lie beyond the grave.
he saved
his kneeling for his garden.
for tomatoes
and peppers,
string beans.
he welcomed sunlight,
he welcomed rain.
so he did believe
in something.
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