These characters usually live in a wooden bowl with a top that a grandchild used for storing such small softies. Among them live knit finger puppets.
As I was decorating, I rescued poor unclothed Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus to set them up on the coffee table, ready for the next visiting grand to play, rearrange, and hide the sacred characters.
During this season of waiting and preparing for Christmas, I pause, play a favorite song, and sing along.
Today I offer to you a small elfchen poem pause:
Space
Generous, old
As wooden floorboards
Creak with thumping rhythm
Sanctuary
@margaretsmn, draft
Reflections on the Teche 