Prodigal! - Poem by Eric Cockrell
if your loving be
...the face of God,
then i am the prodigal,
your silence drowns
...the small child in me,
......and leaves the body
for the birds of prey!
...lost in the sands,
i leave no footprints behind.
.....than a wisp of smoke,
planting icicles in time's garden!
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