Reaching Out
From a lonely grave a broken heart reaches out
Touches within my intermost being without a doubt
Did she not have any courage left within her grasp
A tiny bit to help her cling on and a small hand to clasp
Wondering for years what really happened back then
Accidental poisoning or suicide in the glen
Six days she lingered in agony's strong grip
Was she able to repent and leave on the gospel ship?
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2015
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