i am always amazed at how
my convoluted mind works.

just read sverre,s title...

my cup runneth over....

and was instantly, catapulted,
back to....
a sweltering, sunday morning.
sitting on a slippery gloss
painted bench...navy blue
and white....
in my itchy lace collared
dress....for best use only.
singing, angelicly.
the lord saved me
(sign of cross, then
hands pointing to the sky)
i am as happy as can be
(point to smiling face, then hands clapping)
my cup's full and .....running over.
(hands make cup,heels of palms together. then roll over each other.)
my hands reiterating the
words with the actions,
(in brackets).

i would not have sung
that gospel song,
for more
than thirty years...

my mind....is a funny thing
but the memory is a happy one.