I cookan omeletfor breakfastand serve itto Godwho sitscross-leggedon the floor.He…
I writethe songsthat God singswhen He walksthe streetsof heaven.He hasa powerfulvoice…
Two baby monkeysEntered my room I told them guysYou belonged to the zoo They looked at me…
A Story-Poem
After dinner,I sweptthe kitchen floor.God satin a chairsipping coffeeand planningour next…
I sitin a cornerof the room—watching an antcrawl upthe wall.The ghostof my…
The streetsof heaven,they say,are pavedwith gold.But it is nottrue. When I lastvisited…
I waketo seeGod standingat the footof my bed.We knowso littleof whatwe havebeen given…
God opensthe church doorsand invitesthe peopleto come inand celebratethe beautiful day.I…
God takesthe basketballin His large handsand shootsfrom the topof the key.I watchas the…
A few daysafter my surgeryGod came byto walk the dogand to offer mea few wordsof…