Thursday, October 3, 2013

"come, play with me"

I tried to teach my child with books. He gave me only puzzled looks.
I used clear words to discipline,
But I never seemed to win. 

Despairingly, I turned aside.
“How shall I reach this child?” I cried. 
Into my hand he put the key:
“Come,” he said, “Play with me.”

—Author unknown (adapted by Aletha Solter) 

today has been a day of play.
of playing my way to my boys' hearts.

and now i sit,
with tears pouring from my soul.

i am humbled to know these three.
they bear hope and promise and freedom.

they have my respect, and my deepest admiration.
for their innocence and unhindered faith are far superior to mine.

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