Better Than Breadcrumbs

A tiny hand pats
     the pages of
          an open Bible
               laying there:
"Daddy, what’s this?"

A youthful thumb
     searches eagerly
          for just the place
               where it says
                   The Book of...:
"Look, my name’s in here!"

A stronger hand
     holds the Bible up
          and open wide
                so as to read aloud:
"Thus says, the Word of God."

A weathered finger
     bent and knobby
          points to the words
               as eyes follow along:
"Basic instructions before leaving

Better than breadcrumbs, 
     thank you for directions 
          to get back home. 

John 14:2-3

See this poem @ His Newsman

by J Alan R
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