Dear Gio,
Today you went to church for the first time
You were in your mother’s arms
The doors opened wide and the soft light welcomed you in
I was not there
I could only imagine the quiet of the pews
The faint sound of hymns
The way heaven must have leaned closer that day
To watch you arrive
Someday you will learn what faith means
Someday you will speak your own prayers
And when that day comes
I hope we will be there together
Your mother
You
And me
Today it was enough
That you were there
That you were held
That you were loved
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