Dark Cloud
In prayer with others
a picture comes
of a dark cloud
hovering above
Small Christmas lights
appear blinking softly
as they break
through darkness
They carry miracles
of love and illuminate
hope forcing fog
to dissipate as a bright
light shines forth
I sense women around
me were radiances
reflected in my mind
pushing back against
the encroachment of evil
Through the Eyes of a Child
“It’s a miracle!
It’s a miracle!”
my youngest grand-
daughter repeated
with enthusiasm
while she and her sister
decorated my condo
for Christmas
Special ornaments placed
on my tree sparked creativity
and the girls embellished
the fireplace with an overflow
to other areas of my home
When I asked Faith
the reason
for her exclamation
she explained it was because
they were able to fix up
my place for the holidays
unlike the year before
when we had to isolate
due to the pandemic
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