Sunday, June 1, 2014

Late Spring Evening on the Porch

I am sure I shall see the Lord’s goodness in the land of the living.
                                                                                                       Psalm 26:1

They were on the porch, 
Simple as that,
Playing a game of Catan in the evening candlelight.
My three children, 
One in the beginning of his adult life,
The other two, teenagers.
Nothing out of the ordinary,
Just the three of them gathered 
Around a round table;
Their happiness
Going over the board of my heart
As I sat outside their game
Beyond the flames’ dice
As one who
Has gone with them
Over the decades 
Into the folds of this joy,
These pockets of madness,
This grieving,
This furrow
My heart steps have made
On this bramble path of love,
Breaking open,
Breaking open. 


  1. Dear Cynthia! It has been so long since you've posted anything and I've been missing your poems! This one touches me very deeply. As a mother of young adults and teens I can definitely relate. What a sweet scenario you paint! Your artistic talent moves me. God bless you and thank you for sharing your gift!

    1. Thank you friend! I have been away on many levels and hope to return. Miss reading all of your stunning writing....will catch up soon. Many blessings for you and your family.

  2. So beautiful! You have truly captured a mother's heart! We really need a book, Cynthia...either that or I"ll have to print your entire blog! ;) Love your writing; love you!

    1. Thank you are such a dear and beautiful person. I am grateful for you. Love you too!!! Have missed you all...