My mind’s wandering too much
I blink slowly and squinch my eyes
The air is wet upon the touch
The pew feels humid, I realize
My mind is wandering again,
Did you have something to say?
I had things on my mind when
I stopped to talk today.
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BonjourPoetry 
I love your Eucharist poems the best.
This is definitely me at most morning masses…
Thanks Kara. I think you’ll enjoy tomorrow’s poem… It’s about Steubenville.