the color of the sky


as samuel preaches zoey gives thanks 

thanks for amos and hattie's health

for the little ones' vigor   for the sheep 

that safely graze   for the community

for the experiment that is the community

for their inalienable rights   she gives thanks

as samuel preaches   but when she steps

from the church into the air she gives thanks

for the color of the sky which she never 

truly saw until she came to this new land   

never saw because stoop-labor bent her back   

work was all there was and all there ever would be   

rows without end   never a moment to look up   

now there is   now she does   hallelujah





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Written on 2021-07-04 at 05:11

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully rendered, Jim. An anthem to the people who found life and refuge here. Bravo and happy Fourth!

Moving theme. Well-made poem.