GOD’S BEST ADVICE
The air begins to crackle
with the rising heat,
Like animals fleeing an oncoming Tsunami
the little ones sense it first.
There is nothing they can do but
Tremble inside as they attempt
To divert the attention to themselves.
They try desperately to be funny,
cute, clever or needy.
Failing that they may be bad while knowing
You will forgive them
Before you ever forgive each other.
Putting his big, bright, frightened face
Between his mother and me he suggests,
“Forgive”
“Give in,” says the brother,
From the mouths of babes,
From the hearts of babes,
Issues God’s best advice.
