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    Poems Read at Synod School

    Fish When they got there, they found breakfast waiting for them—fish cooking over a charcoal fire, and some bread. – John 21:9 Peter dives into the icy morning waters of Galilee,his broad sunburned chest so full of regret,he could not get to the shore fast enough. The ashen sky giving way to blue,when he finally reaches the shore,the sea weighing on his shirt and beard. Peter wipes the salt off his eyes and walksto the small fire waiting for himand when he sits he cannot remember  the words he rehearsed if given the chanceto set things right. How does one beginmaking amends with a friend you denied? He hears the…