Some of us know it
from school days gone by
the rarified glow
of a holycard sky.
Angels and saints
no laggards allowed
canopied ever
by holycard cloud
its edges alive
with a peachy-gold hue
it had to be thus —
plain white wouldn’t do.
It all seemed marshmallowy
pretend, and ideal,
but I see it right now
undeniably real.
A word about holycards: they were tokens of acknowledgement given out in Catholic schools ever so long ago. They all depicted role models. Kind of like baseball cards but more flowy. And with lilies. In that time a coveted laurel.
Oddments 
July 24, 2018 at 10:50 am
If I can stop smiling, I’ll try to comment. You evoked such memories with this post. I still have my Catholic grade school missal that includes many holy cards. I always had at least one for St. Jude. 🙂 I can guarantee you when I’m history and my daughter or grandkids open the drawer they are kept in, they won’t have a clue what it is or how it was used. 🙂 I LOVE the comparison to baseball cards. 🙂
July 24, 2018 at 11:59 am
Seriously???!! I too have my old missal in a drawer — I think mine is a St. Andrew missal and it has wonderfully flimsy pages that were very monastic and medieval (to me). Ribbons as place markers. Latin on one side and English on the other. Same for you? And, yes, holycards too. For our kids these drawers will be like archaeological digs. I love it that you understand the holycard sky!
August 2, 2018 at 2:14 am
I like this one.
August 2, 2018 at 8:45 am
Thank you!