Mothers Day

I asked that we meet
at the art museum

and I think he agreed
because he was as scared
to talk to me as I was
to look in his direction.

But when we turned
a corner toward
Mary and Child
I couldn’t help but
take his hand.

And she looked
down at us
and she smiled.
~5/8/15

Advertisements
Standard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s