Sunday Afternoon (Waiting)

We spend the day waiting,
anxious thoughts,
imagery in our hearts,
a joy we wait
without patience
to embrace.

Healthy lungs,
ten fingers and ten toes,
God knows the
petitions
in our hearts.

It is not as when
we were mother and father,
expectant adults,
growing into our roles.
Now there is another generation
to bear that joy.

But we are the elders
who sit back and wait,
pray,
while our daughter breathes
through contractions
and her husband holds her hand.




copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr 

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