There is a place where those unknown
Must rest in repose with worries gone
No angst, no hate, no touch, no taste
Dead to the world
Older brother says, "Why dad?"
I do not know
I know, although, that God is good
Soon I would find I did not know
That knowledge only does not suffice
On this side of the womb
For our stillborn child between A and AG
No comments:
Post a Comment