Poem for Sara
As dark as I am you are
light.
Your weightless heart
beats faster.
Your love is always
yours to give.
I worry how to forgive.
You are a sheltering forest
I am a single tree upon a
hill-top in the sun and storm.
You give good, see Jesus
in this stranger I have become
and it hurts my heart
for all I see is hate.
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