Empirically Speaking
I never met dear Granpa,
He died,over the sea-
Granma's love-letters are though,
Proof enough for me.
I've never seen a baby born,
or heard that first cry of life-
I trust instead,upon,
the testimony of my wife.
I've never seen a miracle
or God's voice speak loud to me-
Since Jesus' knock upon my door
Peace and Joy,for sure, have now,made me-me.
Inspired by Emily Dickinson's no 1052 'I never saw a Moor'
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Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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