Saturday, October 22, 2011

On Perseverance


There are few things better
than sitting at a table with a toddler
playing peekaboo behind two spoons
50 times.
You get tired but she doesn’t
get tired.
She lives for the faintest of smiles—
even the forced ones, even the almosts.
And it takes me 49 turns to wonder:
Who knows joy better?
And if God’s the child, what am I?