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
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In conversation, I prefer Christopher. My mom named me after Christopher Robin, after all. In writing, I use “C L Couch” (or, more simply, “c l couch”) because the form is genderless and also frankly easier to use. I have awful writer’s cramp. I am an educator more or less retired, more or less due to disability. At present, I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). My writing here I mean to be occasional and also devotional. Either or both. The banner and profile photographs are by my friend and peer Debra Danielson. More of Debbie’s work to be enjoyed is at debradanielson.org. Thanks to each of you and both and all for coming to my blog.
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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!