Laughter, bright holy laughter
preceded the blur of blue, running down the church’s hallway
hands held high, blue past the wrists,
barging through the bathroom door
hands touching everything along the way
Blue hands of the giggling boys, the laughing girls
festooned with colors of their own
learning a lesson about finger paints
along with their scripture
that Sunday morning
as did their teacher
December 12, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Blue Hands
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