Strange
Strange, if you
Another son, should prove to be
Strange, if both of you
Gifts of September
Should claim with my father
This month as natal prize
Strange, I wrote
On your wall today
And did not know what to say
All I can of now
"What if strange is true,
How shall we become unstrange
We two?"
Jesus is this why then you prayed
Father, give me that glory back again
I had with you
Before the world began?
If ever so
Then teach me too, O God
To be one like you
No more stranger
The father and the son.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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