'Get to bed'
His daddy said,
'We’ll talk about it tomorrow'
But, I can’t keep
It in my head
That long, he sighed in sorrow.
Can’t I tell you now?
Cuz... it’s so
Big and real and HERE!
'Slow down old soul'
Says pa to self,
'He’s young and needs you near'
Then what sweet
Beads of dew
That babe dropped in his ear!
'Thank you, God, who
Slowed me, showed me
What I nearly seared'.
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