baptism day
I was attending the baptism of my grandchildren, henry and audrey. they were both very young. I will never forget this exchange in the sanctuary of the church.
“Do you see them, Daddy?”
He asked with a cherubic smile on his face
As he looked up
Fully ready to embrace
The miracle of Angels
Overhead, all around
The fluttering of wings
Not making a sound
I’ll never forget
His words or his face
As we sat side by side
In that Spiritual Place
With a look of awe
And wonder too
“Do you see them, Daddy”
Henry asked, “Do you?”