Precious Poem by Hannah Gilchrist

Precious



Holding my heart in your hands
My life drifts through them like sand

A love that hurts, it's so raw
I find you, face down, on the floor

You listen to my silent prayers
And kiss away my aching tears

You know me in my joy and in my pain
Let me know your depths again

Saturday, September 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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