Poem February 13, 2012 Issue

100%

Kay Weed

How often we hear
of a certain percent—
perhaps fifty-five, or eleven,
ninety-nine or seven—
presenting its picture of health, wealth, or self.

How often God speaks in a different way,
I AM one hundred
percent
today,
yesterday,
and forever.

As we hear,
we humbly, meekly, gratefully pray,
Thank Goodness.

 —Kay Weed

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