A-Poem-a-Day Until Christmas
I attended my grandchildren's
school Christmas concert
this week...
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THE CHRISTMAS CONCERT
As a mother and a father sit with other moms and dads
in a crowded auditorium waiting for their gals and lads
to perform at the Christmas concert playing flute or sax or drum
or caroling their hearts out, parents sit smiling, rapt and mum.
It doesn’t matter if their offspring forgets some words or squeaks
parents just keep snapping photos. This is one of life’s sweet peaks!
Observing, it occurred to me, when I give God stammered praise
or fumble with lyrics of a hymn, His eyes do not get glazed.
My prayer need not be eloquent; my song need not be smooth
God’s tender eyes are watching me; there is nothing I must prove.
As each loving mom and dad adores their child’s song, off key
my Heavenly Father knows my heart. He’s pleased to hear from me!
Maude Carolan Pych
We’ve
Been Invited Back
to read holiday poetry at
The Ant Bookstore & Café
Saturday, December 15, at 7 p.m.
Sr. Jane Abeln,
SMIC
Pastor EJ Emerson
Maude Carolan Pych
Barbara
Williams-Hubbard
COME
JOIN US
for
a festive evening
of
poetry, music & homemade Christmas cookies!
Admission
is free
Love this simple truth, Maude!
ReplyDeleteActually, Barbara, that simple truth occurred to me many years ago as I watched other moms & dads delightedly watching their own children perform at a school concert when my own children were young.
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