Nicolas Blessed Poem by guillermo veloso
Nicolas Blessed
Skipping stones through
The stained glass
Across the heads of those brought
Together at the church
Hands clasped with them that
Came before
I heard laughter in the slight breeze that
Slipped through solemn
Pews filled with frown and tear.
The little blue box alone
But some are just
Passing through
Transient reminders of
Our fragile journey
Stopping but for a moment
To bring the
Ephemeral light
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