My third (last) poem I am sharing for discussion Thursday, June 5, 2025 is AN ACCIDENT? Jill
Jill Stockinger
An Accident?
Even a God must like to play sometimes,
without worrying about consequences.
In an ecstasy of creation,
perhaps there was an "Oops"
or a surprised, “What do we have here?”
when humans appeared.
I doubt there was widespread rejoicing.
Do angels cry?