The big lives of small children 

Awakened by

Voices of early risers 

Small children

With big voices 

So much 

Personality 

They occupy 

Far more space 

Than their bodies 

Would belie 


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A Child’s Funeral

Nothing is sadder
Than a child’s funeral
Winter’s emptiness


It’s been several months since we buried my friend’s son. It was a wretched, painful day. I never want to feel that way again. Sadly, the odds are against me.

This Monday 

Summer’s heat is here 

Children nearly done with school 

Silent, save for crows 

At the beach 

A girl at the beach
Carrying a water bucket
Flicking water from
Her fingers
A baptism
 

Focus On Gratitude

I’m grateful for these:

Joyous children around me

Love’s capacity