After The First Child's Death Poem by David McLansky
After The First Child's Death
Rating: ★3.8
After the first Child's Death
There was no dying;
God looked down
His soul bereft
Crying
Then He who invented Earth
Created Heaven;
Labored three days worth
Their bodies leaven;
As clouds rain tears
Angels skyward rise
Washed innocent of death
Buoyed by human sighs.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
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4/19/2024 1:51:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such emotion with this poem, I feel the depths of every line. Beautiful David.