A weathered farmhouse is drenched in sunlight.
Drapes are drawn against dazzling brightness.
Darkness and sadness enfold the household inside.
A woman, a small boy, and an old man,
Have lost respectively: a mother, a grandmother, and wife.
The deceased had been ailing for some time.
Her loved ones feel mixed emotions.
Her rightful place now is in the Kingdom of Heaven.
The family wants her to be at peace and free from pain.
It is the inability to feel her near or know where she is
That leaves them feeling discomfited.
The woman dries her tears and goes about her chores.
The old man and the boy leave the house.
They walk hand in hand, heads hanging down, searching for solace.
They are gone the better part of the afternoon.
Near supper-time they return--the woman is setting the table.
The boy clutches a bunch of wildflowers. She gives him a bowl.
He sets them in the center of the table in honor.
Heads bow in prayer. Eyes are drawn like magnets toward the centerpiece.
A shaft of light sparkles upon the kaleidoscope of petals.
The eyes turn in unison to the absent place--her chair is bathed in brilliant light.
The woman, the boy, and the old man look at one another and smile.
Fear and sadness have vanished--for there are no cracks in the walls.
GOD BLESS! SEE YOU NEXT TIME!!