Christ Was a Refugee
Christ was a refugee
In Egypt
We do not know if Mary
Or Joseph had family there
Nothing is said
We know they traveled
To escape persecution
To miss the massacre
An insane king
Had decreed at home
clcouch123
I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.
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clcouch123 
May 2, 2016 at 8:19 am
Indeed your poem speaks truth! 🙂 ANd I am excited to read this poem’s sequel!
May 4, 2016 at 1:54 am
Thanks, Rosema, for reading this one!
May 4, 2016 at 2:37 am
It is my pleasure! 🙂
May 3, 2016 at 1:26 am
That’s a great point to consider. Especially when we think of all the people in the world who need better homes.
May 4, 2016 at 1:54 am
I do wish we could make shelter for everyone a global imperative. Thanks, Mandi!
May 4, 2016 at 1:57 am
Me too Christopher. That would help a lot!