America's Tomorrow
Were I a bit younger and not
kindly cut I would approach my
wife in whispers and plead my
case for another child.
Her eyes would no doubt double
and she would say But we have three
and they are radiant in the sun.
I would say yes, yes.
But, I would press on, we could
stir the dust and with God’s help
welcome another, and name
the child America.
Her eyes would no doubt triple
and she would say America?
I would say yes, yes.
But, she would insist, a child
so named now would be
shouldered with symbol –
the cross of justice for all –
plus sadly we won’t live always
and who would defend this child?
I would say yes, yes,
but the older three learned well
the lessons necessary to tutor
a sibling into such a name…I
believe our current children
could ensure America’s tomorrow.
It is possible my wife’s eyes might soften,
possible she might say yes.
*(Lesser Ury, Couple Walking in the Woods)
Wow, John. THANK YOU. I follow few blogs, and even fewer regularly. Your words are a balm this morning.
Thank you, Abby!
Such a hope-filled piece of writing. Thank you so much.
Christine, you are very welcome.
Absolutely beautiful.. Thank you!
I’m grateful for your comment, Eve.
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