Poems – Page 65 – Generous Wisdom

If we really want to love

“If we really want to love we must learn how to forgive.”

~ Blessed Theresa of Calcutta

I paint in my mind the word Forgive

across our dining room wall

a thousand times, one

time, hugely –

only I’m the only one who can see it.

When I live it

those letters will appear

not along our light cream walls

but across the breadth of our hearts.

Precious Hard Work

My oldest daughter slips into her shoes
before slipping out the door
on her date with Dad.
She tells me,
“Have fun taking care of the little ones –
Remember: it’s hard, but they’re precious.”

The little one stands

The little one stands
on a landscaping stone,
throws his arms up and hollers,

“Ta-da!” He stands next on a
circle of wet dirt in a backyard
full of green grass and proclaims,

“Ta-da!” He recognizes himself
as remarkable and trusts that we’ll agree.
If I’d forgive myself my faults, I could join his company.