A Mother’s Joy

On By dorahakIn Poetry

As clouds curl and stretch above a ginkgo tree
a twilight gold wreathes three small figures
their Dad quickening his steps
as they race toward open church doors
their laughter echoing in its depths
and I still warm from the summer’s smile
sit waiting on the benches of sung psalms
there to worship the living God
who knew this moment
before it began
a moment
that began long before
my conception in the dreaming womb
of a mother returned to the songs of her land
and I cold from her lost embrace, lost lamb
carried in the arms of the Shepherd to sail motherhood
embraced by the cossetting arms of a sun-kissed husband
and the eager hands of ebullient children whose mouths
warble love like songbirds in the Sabbath twilight
as clouds curl and stretch above a ginkgo tree.

For my husband and children on Mother’s Day with love.

27 thoughts on “A Mother’s Joy”

    1. Craig,
      Thank you very much! I’m so glad you liked it. I rejoice that as children of God through Christ alone our context for family has been immeasurably broadened in a way we have only begun to understand and enjoy, and will spend eternity richly enjoying. Blessings to you and much grace in our Lord Jesus,
      ~🕊Dora

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    1. Gersom,
      Thank you so very much for your kind comments! The Lord is good always. “Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up; God is our salvation” (Ps. 68:19). Blessings abundant to you and your family in His name,
      ~🕊Dora

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