Sunday morning
communing 
with pen and notebook
three pages,
one is done

she bounds downstairs
only in the way
a teenage girl
can bound
bending down
loving on the puppy 
resting at my feet

like a puppy
switches her brain switches
in an instant
"Okay, hear me out,
just hear me out"

I don't know what's
coming
a feral cat hiss with 
a puff of fire breathing
dragon 
flames?

she continues her 
philosophical and
theological 
conversation
asking questions
confirming views
questioning others

"I feel closer to God...
(or is it GOD or god?)
now that I've distanced 
myself
I mean, 
how can someone commit
to something so
important and
life changing when 
they're so young?
this is a big thing, 
more important than 
college
or 
marriage
and we have to make this kind 
of decision
when we're 
young?

She steps back,
surprised I didn't 
jump in

"I'm cooking!
I'M COOKING!"

Yes, yes you are
keep at it, feisty one
keep at it