'Walkin After Midnight' Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

'Walkin After Midnight'



When death sent out its calling card
the heavens came in view
Psalms to reach the Angel's ears
one voice had broken through
Grace within her every word
each feeling soul infused
Patsy singing from above
—to bless the chosen few

(Remembering Patsy Cline: May,2022)

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