A Child of Promise

Tap-tapping from a white
cane resonates like the beat
of a cautious drum,
leads a pale-faced boy
through aisles of produce
fingers like a hummingbird
poking at various shelves,
absorbs the crinkle of
a spaghetti
package
chin uplifted over unfamiliar sounds.
Mom’s rainbow smile
says it all
proud of her son, turned ten
today and ‘born again’
during last Sunday’s service.

© Richard L. Provencher