Plans.

Father Pius heard confession

from every sinner there,

Before granting absolution

he passed on,

to God knows where.

Grandad told a story

about old Shep

his faithful friend,

Grandad closed his eyes

before his story reached it's end.

My father tilled

the narrow drills

and measured each the same,

and father melted into earth

before the harvest came.

Mother hung

the dripping clothes

while measuring the sky,

and mother joined the rainbow

before the clothes did dry.

I never plan

too far ahead,

just one step at a time,

for deeds yet to be acted

can be saintly works or crime.