Did Joseph have to babysit Jesus

so Mary could go to her little sleepovers? She 

must’ve placed a cute baby pout on her lips

and told him girls need a bit of fun. Then she’d arrive

at Elizabeth’s in her pink bunny slippers,

those fluffy ears bouncing along with her tapping

toes and stay up too late to braid hair in a train

and paint toenails a red too risqué for fingers.

Giggle and gossip to her girlfriends that God might

have a tiny crush on her.


Eileen Ellis

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