A Home-School Poem

Kaleidoscope (Photo credit: rubyblossom.)

Hey, everyone!

I’ve been out, in case you dd not notice. Technical difficulties, partly. But also partly supervising the removal of the last of the kid stuff from my house.

Oh, I have a Grandmother toy box, educational games, and color books still lying around, but the closets reserved for my own children’s collections are empty.

And in the process I have found so many odd things:

  • The mosquito netting for our cradle
  • The other set of guest bed sheets
  • The shower curtain the sellers left in our previous house
  • A kaleidoscope
  • Our gallon of exterior yellow paint
  • A small vial filled with unpolished hematite pebbles
  • A long-lost issue of the magazine I once wrote for
  • My old art portfolio, AND
  • A home-school graduation program with the following poem:

It is a holy thing to teach a child,
A holy thing to take the wild
And tame it for the LORD.

It is a holy thing to love your own,
A holy thing to stand alone
And be the three-ply cord.

It is a holy thing to stay behind,
A holy thing to never-mind
Things you cannot afford.

It is a holy thing to work for good,
A holy thing to take for food
His righteous, written Word.

It is a holy thing to read and run,
A holy thing to rest when done
And take the good reward.

It is a holy thing to put to flight
Ten thousand with a little might,
And then lay down your sword.

Can I get a witness?

Published by Katharine

Katharine is a writer, speaker, women's counselor, and professional mom. Happily married over 50 years to the same gorgeous guy. She loves cooking amazing homegrown food, celebrating grandbabies, her golden-egg-laying hennies, and watching old movies with popcorn. Her writing appears at Medium, Arkansas Women Bloggers, Contently, The Testimony Train, Taste Arkansas, Only in Arkansas, and in several professional magazines and one anthology.

4 thoughts on “A Home-School Poem

  1. I love finding old treasures, the only problem is, it takes me ages to get through it all as I like to read things from my past. This is a great poem and very much worthy of posting. Jen

    1. Wow. Thanks so much, Jen! I agree, it does take forever to get through it if we read it all right away. I sort, leaving most of the reading for later. This was near the top of the “later” pile. 🙂

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