Saturday, April 20, 2013

Rest

"Come my child!"
a mother urged
her voice was wild
then something surged--
existence braved.

"Come my child!"
She proudly cheered
her offspring smiled
until she veered
and trust was waived.

"Come my child."
Our Savior said
in a voice so mild
resistance fled
and she was saved.

4 comments:

Lynn Proctor said...

wow, rch---very beautiful <3

Pat Hatt said...

Being saved
With the path she paved
Nicely done
Under your sun

rch said...

Thanks guys, it was quite a trial.

Disraeli Davis said...

I enjoyed this