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Catholic Dad

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I’ve got a quiverful of children.

The Bible calls them arrows

and me lucky

and I am.

Though I’ve a pretty good view

of the target, and pull the bow

the same way every time,

bends in the air

send the one a-high

and the one a-low

and dams back in

their beaver,

aquiver.

 

I duck myself when they circle around.

 

I practice.

I do practice.

But my son and my daughter

fly where they will.

Over and under but especially

under the hill,

they fly where they will.

 

L’esperance

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On passing

(the) untroubled younger siblings

playing hopscotch – not only

untroubled, but joyous –

and remembering (being older)

one who had died, one who

their older sister

and brother knew,

and recalling, too,

the once and still

vacant look in their mother’s eyes.