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Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Poem: Of Good News and Greener Grass

I have been praying for good news, 
Not at the pews - 
No that is not me, 
But the news have come. 

After the soaring of the heart, 
The excitement and happiness hit- 
And melt into fear, 
Like I'm about to leap over deep water. 

And I suddenly want to hold onto, 
All that is familiar, to hold unto, 
Somewhere that I am comfortable, 
To envy the greener grass on the other side . 

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