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Specs of dust dance in the light
Of colored sunbeams cast from church stained glass windows
As we’re blessed by the word
My speckled show is altered by a turbulence
Caused by a hand fan waved by Sister Mary
Who’s hand I’ve shaken twice by at the Pastor’s urging
To ‘Shake your neighbor’s hand!’
But what if she has a cold?
And doesn’t sneeze into her elbow?
I’m not a germaphobe, I just don’t want to get sick
Perfume and a cool breeze cause more dust to dance before me
The scent is pleasant but unfamiliar
As we stand to sing a hymn that I actually know
I sneezed into my elbow
And sister Mary gives me a look and moves away from me like I’m going to get her sick!
