.......................Passing St. Eloi Church Poem by elysabeth faslund

.......................Passing St. Eloi Church



Funny. Always meeting like this...
You in the air, me in the car...
For one second I fly with you...
For a moment, you're the passenger...

With passing, your smile grows wider,
Words louder...
'Go on. Go on.
You have something yet to do.'

My heart has always hovered near.
For now, your white palace
can only hold one.

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elysabeth faslund

elysabeth faslund

Thibodaux. Louisiana
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