Baptism Poem by Raymond A Foss

Baptism



A stoic Yankee
A Baptist bowl
and a lot of water
met for a moment
one November day
Some fifteen years gone bye

Back erect
Arms folded across your chest
You fell back into loving arms
joining a fellowship, a community
a new walk, a reconnection
a new life up from the waters of life

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Raymond A Foss

Raymond A Foss

Westfield, MA / United States
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