My poem is a tanka, a simple 5-line form (5-7-5-7-7), and it is my response to the photo of the Ukrainian dolls below.
wiping tears, they sing of hope
hosanna rings forth
sleeping nations awaken
our little ones lead the way
Have a wonderful week, dear friends.
In the United States, we prepare to celebrate Thanksgiving.
David's photo above is all the more poignant because
the children in Ukraine are not able to join us for the table feast.
For peace, I long. For peace, I work. For peace, I pray.
May we all, someday soon, celebrate as a family.