To Saint Ioann Of Kronstadt Poem by Liza Sud
To Saint Ioann Of Kronstadt
Dear Joseph, you were a commander,
It were you whose English I loved so,
Even when I met you in Wonder
it was not a stop-down case.
Well, of course, John puts all us down.
Well, of course, John is all around.
He's my smile, my eternal ground,
My excuse, my rebirth, my grace.
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: tribute
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5/4/2024 4:35:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very intriguing and likable piece. MM