LORD, Make me a Tea Kettle

LORD, make me a tea kettle,

rather than a firework

for a firework shoots up into the sky

and explodes

and everyone “ooh”‘s and “ahh”‘s

and comments on how bright and magical it was,

But that’s the rub

“Was” is the operative word,

for a firework is always magnificent

But always past tense,

a figment of nostalgia,

Reserved for folklore

And hyperbole.

No, I am not a man of legend,

Not Paul Bunyan or Daniel Boone.

I am here and now,

And wish to be known as such.

So, let me be a tea kettle,

simply providing warmth

and consistency

To a world full of fireworks,

and starved for its afternoon tea.


  1. I am speechless..can not find words…such a generous pouring out of love +
    You Are present in these words .

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