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This Poem Is A Metaphor. " Dedicated To My Daughter And All Those Who Have Struggled With Addictions.

 

Under Her Mother's Eye

She had seen,
the other side, 
of heaven.

Where she walked a narrow bridge,
between purgatory, 
and eternal life.

She's not religious,
and no she's not,
Insane.

She dug her own grave, 
In sinful soils, 
with lost souls just like her.

I watched the darkest, 
of clouds,
gathering my pain.

I sailed on the harsh winds, 
that blew in,
with bright lightning and claps of thunder.

Then prayed for God,
to release,
the rain.

Yes, I have seen,
the other side,
of hell.

Let her temptation,
be put,
asunder.

I pray that she never crosses,
that narrow bridge,
again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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