Long ago fear
Swept in
Entangling us
In its web.
We were one
In grace and yet
Separated by evil.
I lost sight of you,
Sad in your demise.
I call out to you
In fright
But you can’t hear me.
Dear Little Girl
Joys, Blessings, and Poetry
Sharing What Brings My Life The Greatest Joy Through Poetry
Let that fear go and let hope get in!!
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