Daring Her To Doubt…

November 22, 2016

Pain turns to rain

In those clouded, foreign eyes

And beneath these gray,

My mother’s fading skies

She… slips away



In a heavy grief,

A fate-defying frolic


Prayer for relief

Bleeds out 

Life’s question


Her mourner’s

Fading shout…

It’s almost like He’s


Daring her to doubt

His face.

The grace-rich ruler of

Her own youthful bout,

She must ask,

Herself the question,

Will I go away sad,

Without… ?


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