The Visit

I watch them
as they visit.
Their eyes glow with happiness
mere lips could not capture.
They open in laughter,
smile,
and purse to give kisses.
But the eyes, they tell a story.
They become windows to the soul,
holding memories of a simpler time,
and holding a generation of old hurts and heartaches
time has yet to heal.
But to see the world
through the newness of a baby,
their baby’s baby,
gives hope.
It offers peace.
And it renews faith
in the beauty
of a world
created by God.

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