Alapaha United Methodist Church, Alapaha, Georgia, Easter Sunday 1990
(Photograph by Kenneth Randolph Taylor)
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I wrote this poem at age 17. Now, twenty years later, I share it here.
Kenneth Randolph Taylor
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Morning: 8:00 A.M.-12:00 P.M.
I arose early
And
Prepared for the day ahead–
Dressing,
Brushing,
Eating,
And
Quietly praying in my mind–
“Thank You, Mon Dieu,
For a Wonderful beginning
And
For the promise of it.
Also, thank you
For
The meaning of this day.
I pray for
The church activities
At
The Alapaha and Glory UM Churches
Today.
Amen.”–
And went about my day,
Attending Sunday School
And
A glorious Morning Service.
Easter had begun.
Afternoon: 12:00 P.M.-7:00 P.M.
I ate at
The Alapaha UMC
That afternoon,
About 12:45.
Then I returned
To the house
To continue progress
On my U.S. History research folder.
That afternoon
I went out to the
Volleyball field
Behind the parking lot
And
Observed the
Easter Egg Hunt
And
Volleyball game.
Earlier,
A boy of about 10 (ten)
Asked me,
“Do you want to play
Volleyball with us?”
“No,” I said,
Still dressed in my suit.
He,
Curious regarding my motivations,
Asked,
“Why not?”
“I do not like it,”
I responded.
He, being quite intelligent,
Remarked,
“You’re afraid of it.”
The kid should be my shrink.
I worked some more,
Watched volleyball,
And
Ate too many
Sweet things
With low or nihl
Nutritional content.
Sometimes life can be
Boring
And can be quite
Interesting and enjoyable
At others.
Easter was in progress.
Evening: 7:00 P,M.-12:00 A.M.
About 7:30,
I walked out to the
Field of Volleyball,
Where before,
Until 4:00,
People had been.
The sky was beginning
To grow dark
And
The crickets to chirp.
It was wonderful and isolated.
I found a
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle
Reclining in the grass,
Taking in what was left
Of the sunlight.
Then I remembered
An event from four hours past–
A small boy
Playing with the petite toy doll.
I took the turtle
To the church nursery,
Threw it in,
And
Closed the door.
I watched little
Television that night
And
Enjoyed the evening.
I went to bed
To prepare for a new day.
Easter was not over.
Kenneth Randolph Taylor
April 20, 1990
February 4, 1992
March 14, 2010
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