I admit the nervousness,

The anxiety, all of it.

I haven’t been in so long,

Surprised they still remember me.


The shadowy wood of the pew

Beckons to me to sit.

I don’t make my way to the front,

Hiding in the back, unknown.


The service begins and I stop a tear

Wanting to well as the hymn is sung

I miss all this, and yet I’m stiff

In fear and all alone


I hear the words and my heart smiles

It takes some bravery to be here

Nestled in the seat, the sum beams through

And lights upon me, a child of God



© 2017 Valerie Hathaway

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