Found this poem in my journal from sabbatical. Reminds me of Betty Woodward, my college mentor whose memorial service I’ll be attending tomorrow. Mrs. W loved hummingbirds!
May 28, 2014 (Wednesday, 10:26 a.m)
Morning Lesson
I pause on the boardwalk
fiddle with my camera
try to zoom in
on white blossoms
doused with morning dew
when she appears–
Hummingbird!
Alive with flutter!
Deep with color!
Pink! I mean, PINK!
Calm.
Then–
gone.
Too quick for my camera.
But not for my soul.
I dance out my thank you
then slip the camera
into its case…
where it belongs.
kjb
reallifepastor 
Absolutely perfect, Kim.
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From:”reallifepastor” Date:Fri, Sep 11, 2015 at 10:55 AM Subject:[New post] Poem: Morning Lesson (May 2014)
reallifepastor posted: “Found this poem in my journal from sabbatical. Reminds me of Betty Woodward, my college mentor whose memorial service I’ll be attending tomorrow. Mrs. W loved hummingbirds! May 28, 2014 (Wednesday, 10:26 a.m) Morning Lesson I pause on the boa”