A small collection of original poetry
BREATHE
Like the dog chasing his tail
We pack in frenzied expectation
Finally underway we breathe
Breath is the true beginning
You have been gone
these several days
Today is your return
Your trip replete with deeds of grace
Compassion for one spurned
RETURN
I too love you, unmeasured heart
So wholly full of love
That God decided from the start
To share you like a dove.
Allen 08-29-14
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