Glorify the
Lord with me.
Together let us
praise his name.
I sought the
Lord and he answered me;
from all my
terrors he set me free.
Ps. 34:3-4
Come with me to the playhouse my father
built in the backyard.
Come, play this game of being
family—mommy, daddy—
with imaginary plates to carry
our food,
together, here
inside these plain plank walls.
I’ll eat first, then you take a bite.
The grassy floor holds up more than
the two of us.
Mother’s peach tree leans near the fence
to the neighbors’ yard, and beyond
that live even more people.
Just wonder,
on any sunny day, are we not the only
children who look
into each other’s faces wanting
company?
-- By:
Ms. Karen Jessee, OP - -
a member of the Dominican
Laity, St. Mary Magdelene Group in Raleigh, NC. She writes and
teaches, living with her husband and children near Chapel Hill, North
Carolina.
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