I took the three youngers to Totier Creek.
Caleb didn’t remember it.
Joe walked in front,
Listening to an audiobook.
Abraham and Caleb walked side-by-side,
Shooting pretend enemies,
Admiring oil in the trees (really pockets of water),
Chuckling as they walked along.
I walked behind,
Smiling and praising God for his grace.
Sometimes we all ran
For the joy of being alive.
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