like your favorite pair of Levi’s
snug in all the right places
like those tennis you jog in
the perfect fit
leftover like last night’s spaghetti
now just right
lost on winding roads in the countryside
spilled over heaven’s floor of clouds
dripping on to fertile earth
rich with GOD’s love
and filled with the growth
of all his blessed creations
-Turtleberry 2011
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