That first drop of sun
long atop the horizon
sweeter than sunset
“Good Morning Key Largo”
Jump into Mom’s arms
and tell her your birthday wish.
You’ll never be “too….”
Except too perfect.
But we revel in that fact
and are part of it.
Life had a choice heart
yet day after day
hammered and chiseled and spoke her away.
Dare, if you will, to ask life today
“Do you believe that you made the right play?”
(Gnashing of teeth and cry with all might)
“Would that I treated that golden heart right.
Would that she grant me the morn, noon and night.”
Ask the heart, “Girl, how steadfast must you be?”
“I’ve fought many miles to love me,” answered she.
Art Credit, “I Love Me” by Lyla W., age 6
Welcome to our kitchen!
How we love and delight in serving.
As a strong shelter when considering life’s big questions.
As a humble perch to commemorate the honor of leadership.
As a tender locale to champion life’s most vulnerable voices.
As a center of nourishment -with a view second to none- from which to briefly cede striving and toast enlightenment.