NEW YEAR EPIPHANY:

By Marion Kelley Bullock

Someday, when I’m perfect,
I’ll start to work on other folk,
Who seem to shirk their duties
And don’t fit in, quite,
With what I think they ought to do.

Till then, I plan to concentrate
On how imperfectly I rate,
And maybe one day
God will say, “Well done,”
As I walk through that pearly gate.