Oof
Been enjoying reading these again.
This nearly brings me to tears. Thank you, Tania, for evoking this:
Little One, my big surprise,
this was market day.
Could you hear
the muttering, see
the frowns, feel
the rudeness - all
still our unwelcome?
I stood straight,
saw their hearts,
spoke with gentleness,
smiled a good-bye,
stroked your kicks.
Papa Joseph calls you
Yehoshua. I don’t
argue, I ache.
Isaiah’s bittersweet promise
is my sleepless
night, my day
pause. Forever, you
will be my
Little One.
Thank you for your beautiful poem-comment!
Beautiful, just beautiful. And thank you for the intro to Mark Stucky!! 💙💙
I love these 💙
So lovely and powerful.
Precious!!
I can't get enough of the poems that Jesus shares with you! This one!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you, Diane!!! 🥰
Having never carried a messiah inside me myself (or any human for that matter), thank you for helping me understand/feel a little of what it might have been like.
Thank you so much, Mark!
These are beautiful, TR.
🥰🥰
Been enjoying reading these again.
This nearly brings me to tears. Thank you, Tania, for evoking this:
Little One, my big surprise,
this was market day.
Could you hear
the muttering, see
the frowns, feel
the rudeness - all
still our unwelcome?
I stood straight,
saw their hearts,
spoke with gentleness,
smiled a good-bye,
stroked your kicks.
Little One, my big surprise,
Papa Joseph calls you
Yehoshua. I don’t
argue, I ache.
Isaiah’s bittersweet promise
is my sleepless
night, my day
pause. Forever, you
will be my
Little One.
Thank you for your beautiful poem-comment!
Beautiful, just beautiful. And thank you for the intro to Mark Stucky!! 💙💙
I love these 💙
So lovely and powerful.
Precious!!
I can't get enough of the poems that Jesus shares with you! This one!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you, Diane!!! 🥰
Having never carried a messiah inside me myself (or any human for that matter), thank you for helping me understand/feel a little of what it might have been like.
Thank you so much, Mark!
These are beautiful, TR.
🥰🥰