I float inside my
Grief-colored
bubble
I
read Mark 10
Cannot
pray
Sing
Dante’s Prayer
And
remember you
Bubble
grows small
Will
not weep
This
night you come back
Your
fingers touch mine
With
God all is
At
last—sleep
This poem was published in 2012 in Inspire Christian
Writers Anthology.
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