how selfish
seems the counting
before
and now again
dust returned –
to roads
where none have been
grace
is prayers unoffered
in silence
promise said
hours kept adrift
by one amen
. . .
adrift ~
09 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in Poetry
Benjamin Grossman
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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As always, wonderful. That flower on the header is the best yet.
Your beautiful spirit alive in your words always birth smiles each day! I love the ;poem…Bobbie! Hugs and blessings always!
Amen…