Presented in Iambic Pentameter
Ordained, Installed, and all the hoops jumped
Weddings, birthdays, and services all into one month lumped
Parents came out to see our new home
We need their "oohs and ahs" no matter how far we roam
We're officially here, the celebrations are done
Now it's time to settle in and make corn-country fun
We're citizens of Normal, and it's a little bit weird
Central Illinois is about as exciting as I feared
No mountains, few trees, fields of soybeans and corn
The lack of vistas can make a person forlorn
But I do not despair, I am never appalled
For I know in my heart to this place we are called
Living into my calling and learning a ton
Though it can be stressful, being a pastor is fun!
I'm glad God's in charge, His plans are better than mine
Wherever He leads us, we know we'll be fine
When asked about home, I say "Of course, I miss it."
Friends from the west- we want you to come visit!
We've got a guestroom and an aerobed for the floor
A weekend of friendship- who could ask for more?
This poem is lame, but its been fun to compose
Whoever said blogging had to be done in prose?
Okay, I'm done, I mean it for for reals
Cause if I don't quit now, I may never stop communicating in rhyme and then I'll never make new friends cause I'll be known as the weird poetry girl and nobody wants that
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That's brilliant. I know how you feel about the fields and lack of mountains. I'm really not even sure why people settled in Dallas, there is nothing here. People say the Trinity River, but seriously, there are creeks on Mt Park bigger than the Trinity. You ordination pictures are so fun, congratulations!
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