Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 7,678 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

The Stained Glass Windows - Poem by Mark Heathcote

God has turpentine the walls
And brushed out the cobwebs
And wax polished the floors
But he always resists in cleaning

The outside stained glass windows
That filled his heart with light
Even under the darkest throws
Of some evil godforsaken night

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2012

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