Osler's Razor

Just paying the bills,
Is all I ever ask for,
The rest is gravy.
 

Scented candles and
African taxidermy.
Strange smells. Awesome store.
 

Lakeview Pharmacy (1958-2004)

Daddy's pharmacy.
Coffee's on. Radio too.
Siddown and visit.

Daddy clicks the pills
in his tray til bottles filled.
"Now, take this with food."

"You see that Longhorns
game Sat'dee?" "Ira, how's your
golf game?" "Got Band-Aids?"

The retirees bring
home-grown tomatoes. "Take 'em!
My garden won't quit!"

Moms keep kids' fingers
outta the candy bars. Not
always with success.

"I need some aspirin."
Cash register churns, then ding!
I slip the bills in.

"Gramps took sick again."
Whispers, worry lines. Daddy
hugs, then hands the drug.

Business? Well yeah, sure,
but so much more. Sustenance
for your very soul.

Customers? No, they
were neighbors, friends, the heartsong
heard in my hometown.

Independent, not
a chain. Of a time and place
we'll not see again.
 

What does it all mean?
Justice, love and grace are the
Business of heaven.
Bob
 

How are things going?
Well, that is for me to know--
It's not your bizness.