Borne On A Promise Poem by Francie Lynch

On this day
We share the notion
That a Child
Born long ago,
Called us home
To live as children;
We hear our name,
We're not alone.

Gather round,
Sit at our table;
Stretch your arms
Increase, expand.
Bless our children,
Bless our parents,
Count our Blessings
While we can.

For today
We share believing
That the Child
From long ago,
Called us home
We are the children,
We heard our names,
Never alone.

Gather round,
Sit at our table,
Stretch your arms,
Increase, expand;
Bless your children,
Bless your parents,
Count your Blessings
While you can.

Borne on the promise
Of a notion,
On the promise
Of a seat;
By our Love
And our Devotion
To the Living Son,
Our Living Feast.