A Grandchild’s Grace

Is grace a thing revealed in a child? For there’s the effortless beauty of her hands, the dimpled knuckles—kisses, one to ten— her hand in mine for safety in the wild   and graceless grown-up world. A tender favor from above, this life entrusted me with grace that knows no price—mine for free, to be… Continue reading A Grandchild’s Grace

No Worries for Sale in the Hardware Store

(A Villanelle) Let us know what you need, I just heard the man say. Thanks, I reply, as I push through the door. No worries, he says, mam, and have a nice day. No worries—really? Let's dream big today: maybe in tools we can find cancer's cure. Let us know what you need, I just… Continue reading No Worries for Sale in the Hardware Store