The Ride Home

Brothers, sister, nieces, nephews,

family, midsummer around a barbecue.

how many backyards over how many August days and summer years?

good to be to see to laugh to remember together

and i think there was welcome evidence of her twice or more, I do

the sighting of a certain fabric moving in gesture? a fragment of lasting laughter still moving in still air?

pulling away I look to the right, that seat, how many rides home from that very meeting?

and then she speaks, they’re all so tall and strong, so wise and funny, so good

they grow from your roots, I say, you walk in them

I tear, she smiles. It’s all alright she says. I look and she is perfectly composed.

are you tired, I offer. Never, any more.

how do you know, I glance over, that it will stay alright?

you can see it, is her only answer.

arriving I pause at the familiar address, where she lived. But she is more than home.

I face forward, fool, and weep. She leans over and gives a mother’s kiss.

Published by johnpmcginty

A native of the North Shore of Boston, I currently live in Worcester County, Massachusetts. I worked at Boston College as the Acting Director of The Church in the 21st Century Center until August, 2010 and served until November 2016 as Canon for Formation, and Dean of the George Mercer Jr. School of Theology of the Diocese of Long Island. I was happy to serve as Rector at the Church of Saint Anselm of Canterbury in Shoreham, New York from late 2016 to early 2020. I began service as Rector of The Church of Saint Matthew in the city of Worcester on the first day of the fateful month of 2020.

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