Monday, June 9, 2014

Precious


That first hour in the grave,
when you wonder if you left the water on,
and what became of your
little red wagon.

The second hour,
when all of your old photographs
have gone missing.

The third,
when you hear the voice
of God.

And then, the hour of your awakening,
when everyone, is the one,
you love.



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