Thursday, February 28, 2013
seeing him there on the couch with the late afternoon sun shining in
this morning, over english muffins and bananas and peanut butter and orange juice, the new phone book lies on the table with him engrossed.
and now after school, he comes home and says his ear aches.
settles on the couch, wrapped up comforted in that soft brown blanket that makes its rounds.
then after getting the lentils and rice on to cook in the kitchen
i lift my head and take joy. this light coming through so pretty.
and i spy him now, him there engaged again. attention held.
immersed in genesis. the bible this time. all on his own, too, and a wonder to behold.
to his soul