With Him
Dedicated to my friend whose husband went to heaven. When I asked her how she was, she said, “I’ll be okay, as soon as I can stop crying.”
WITH HIM
since
i’m on
the subject
of storms; women
of enormous strength
brave undertow,
ride its wave
chin up
hence
weep
until
the tears dry —
might be awhile
love need not explain
the everlast’
coat of arms
in his
smile
runs
from sea
to her knees. . .
the purest hands.
palms commune with God
who sees her life
without him.
with HIM
walks
7/23/2019
Ninette
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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