Three Connies
I’m one of three Connies at my church,
Connie Jo, Connie Ray and I’m Connie Lee.
It makes for some confusing conversations at
times.
When someone calls our name we all look.
At a Bible study one women gasped,
“I’m surrounded by Connie’s!” We were all
sitting together.
We’re different ages, different personalities.
Not birds of a feather, we don’t usually flock
together,
but it doesn’t seem right when one of us
missing.
I always notice.
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