Something Sweet for TSotT

Since I've been having a grand time teasing the bejeezus out of friends and family, I thought I'd post something a little sweeter for TSotT.  (A spoonful of sugar......)

St. Jude at Mass

Although, I’ve asked her not to,
She will go down on her bad knee
And stay there too long
To whisper into her hands, a prayer
Longer than usual for me.

Tomorrow, she will mutter under her breath
Curses for the same knee
As she limps thru the house,
Or makes dinner on the old stove.

For my part, the wings of angels
Are slowly unfolding inside my head.
Which is how the whole thing started.