Handprints Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Handprints

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Empathy punishes my sleep.
Old familiar waters
Flood my soul.
A grandmother’s tears
Flow from this rock of ages;
My heart bleeds
From a prayer garden
Well visited.
They will need my prayers,
The strength and courage
To carry their own cross;
A child’s handprints
Remain in the heart forever.

Thursday, September 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: flood,courage,grandmother,strength
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