Friday, December 24, 2010

Imagining the Child

I wonder what the child will look like,
Mary says to Elizabeth.
From the warm kitchen,
soup steam rises
along with the aroma of freshly cut flowers.
A little like you, and like his Father, too,
Elizabeth says.
Like his Father? Have you lifted the veil?
Just imagining, my dear.
But not like Joseph,
No, not like Joseph.
Together, they laugh,
cheeks blushing.

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Merry Christmas to you!

10 comments:

  1. That is just beautiful! :-)

    Wishing you peace and joy!
    Susannah x

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  2. What a lovely poem for this morning.

    Merry Christmas, Jade!

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  3. Thank you, Mark! Merry Christmas to you too

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  4. Have a very wonderful time! Merry Christmas!

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  5. That is so wonderful! I can imagine this conversation really taking place. :)

    Hope you had a blessed Christmas, Jade!

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  6. i adore this poem
    and your one above for that matter
    i am definitely followng your blog
    its beautiful
    with love,

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  7. Lilah, I am going to follow you too :-)

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