Sadie Learns to Listen

Sadie was finally getting the

Hang of it—

She would never ask a question

Without grabbing that big stick

With the equally big net

Attached to its end

So that when she would stand

Face to face

Across from her friend

She could hear the answer

As words in the air

But also use her big net to snare

All the rest of the environment

Swirling around them

So as Sadie was engaged

She listened to the sound

And used her net

To make sure and catch

Every other vibration and tickle

Just like they were clues

Pieces of a puzzle

That just one question could create

For it wasn’t only what

Sadie was asking

But what her friend was waiting to hear

And what he needed

To get off his chest

So Sadie finally learned to

Take great care with her net

She treated every question

Like it was a test

What could her friend be hearing

And what was the reason

And the hope

In the answer that he gave

For while Sadie may have had a question

Her friend had the world of his own to tell

That if Sadie spent her time

Just hearing the answer

She had been looking for

She might miss

Swirling in the sentence her friend gave her

The angels and the dreams

That were so waiting to give

And this is how Sadie wanted to live

With all the possibility of love

Caught and revealed

In her big net

She learned to cast from above.