Life is Like a Noodle Forest
Three Sisters invited me
To a place I thought I'd never see.
Two colors of noodles covered my gaze
Two colors of noodles went on for daze.
Rambunctious younglings darting to and fro,
Bouncing off pillars of noodle whoa!
And when I thought their progress was halted,
Upright they came only just getting started.
I paused a bit before entering in,
Tremors of fear from the cacophonous din.
Only then did I happen upon an epiphany,
Real life is happening all around me.
When there seems no end to the two-colored forest,
Follow the children, they're the brave and the surest.
And if you happen to catch a noodle pillar in the dome,
Jump up and drive on - for you'll soon be home.
To write Korben on his mission;
He's 3 weeks here;
Elder Korben Mitchell Sharp McBride
Washington Spokane Mission
Provo MTC
2005 N. 900 E.
Provo, UT 84604
2 years here;
Elder Korben Mitchell Sharp McBride
Washington Spokane Mission
820 S Pine Road
STE 101
Spokane Valley, WA 99206
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