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my knees

On my knees I find that the tshirt I’ve been looking for is under the chest.  I wonder how long it has been there?

On my knees I find the boingy doorstopper thing is still up in this room, although not in others.  I wonder how long it will stay?

On my knees I find the toothpaste stain on the carpet, where I walked out of the restroom while brushing my teeth to check my email.  I wonder what was in my email to make me do that?

On my knees I find the wheels on my antique furniture. I wonder whose floor they rolled across before mine?

On my knees I find the plug lying in the floor that is attached to the #1 sound machine I bought in February.  It stopped working by April.  I wonder if they will take it back?

On my knees I find my favorite Eeyore sock blending with my dustruffle.  I know there is stuff behind the dustruffle but do not wonder why enough to look.

On my knees I find paint that needs a touch up.  I wonder when I will get around to that?

On my knees I find a scarlet thread which is not attached to anything.  I wonder where it came from?

On my knees I find many things I don’t notice when on my feet running to one thing and the next.

On my knees I find I am not alone. I find God. I wonder why I don’t get on my knees more often?

Copyright 2009 kim crawford

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