visitation - poetry by Bill Hannan

I opened the door to God
who was promising comfort in the bad times
I said the bad times hadn’t come yet
he thought it better to prepare
to which end he had a selection
of lines from his Book
all I had to do was believe
in the promiser and the promise
but once I do I thought
maybe bad times will come
to complete the circle
even so I took his pamphlet
which cheered God up and he left