Nightingale Compression
Comfort* prevails
since Mom’s lullaby
lingers and never fails
like nightingale that cheers
with God's melodic
bliss as life sails.
*2Corinthians 1:3-4 Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
March 6, 2026
3rd place, "EXPRESS THROUGH COMPRESSION" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 3/13/2026
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