Reflection/poem: Afterwards

Reflection / Poem: Afterwards


Wait!
This cannot be true.
This is me, Mary.
I’m only a girl.
Not even married.
You can’t have meant me.
You were not real.
I’m only dreaming.
None of this has happened.
And it won’t happen.
I can’t be pregnant.
Not now.
I’m engaged, but not fully married.
If Joseph and his family
have any doubts about me
I never will be married.
Wait!
Please.

Yet it felt real.
And I was spoken to by name.
And the stranger looked different.
Is that what an angel looks like?
It was all very convincing.
And I definitely believed
that God had something to do with it.
At the time...

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©Marjorie Dobson