Poetry
From the Pen of Linda Mohler
Just before bed a few weeks ago we heard a loud crack at our front windows. Seeing nothing more than a neighbor driving by, we thought little more of it--until early the next morning when we discovered our van window and mirror had been shattered.
A few days later a local Boy Scout leader stopped to talk about it. "I should make a sign for your yard," he said. "Oh? Like what?" I wondered. "THIS HOUSE PROTECTED BY SMITH AND WESSON." "I have a better one," I replied. "GOD IS WATCHING."
