Her little hand in mine,
her mother’s hand in the other
joining together around the table
saying grace, holding hands
Offering a special prayer
rising from their small voices
their loud singing mouths
thanking God for the food
praying we would be open
willing to give all to You
May 13, 2009
written after reading a comment
on “Each One, on Their Own”
on Faithwriters.com this morning
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