LIFE KEEPS ON, A DISAPPEARING STAGE
Life keeps on, a disappearing stage
Where scenes are played
Then into memory fade
And the child in us cries
Where have you gone
Oh my beloveds
Where are the flowers we ran
To give our mothers
On a day of wind and light
We could not imagine
As anything but heaven
Continuing to be
Honey on toast
And the holy ghost
Will whisper to you later
It was real;
Really, you were there.
This happened;
You were home.
mary angela douglas 5 may 2024
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