Be Called Poem by William Kofoed

Be Called



And I stood
within a dream
watching children
going to him
smiling happily
without fear
gather quietly
all about him
and each one
by name he calls
and talk to them
blessing them every one
then he stood
and walked away
and I watched
longingly
like a child
to be called
and without
fear to go

Saturday, April 18, 2020
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