Puddle
Puddle
In a world of rain and puddles formed by our tears..
We find a miracle.
Our compassion reflects the sky of God's creation.
Sometimes over-cast, sometimes azure blue.
Sometimes the rainbow of a long-standing hope.
The faithful promise of a brighter tomorrow.
Jinjagoliath
21st June 2020
Copyright © Christopher Grieves | Year Posted 2023
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