Monday, April 9, 2012

Under every rock

He is Risen!  Alleluia!

When my son was three or four
We took this day,
After the big celebration,
Just the two of us.
We went to the park.
We went to the river.
We went to the zoo.
We went for ice cream.
We looked for new life
Everywhere
And found it.
This was the day
We simply knew
There was new life
Under every rock.

There still is.

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