What I Really Want
(for Christmas too)
We wake in darkness,
trusting the snow
predicted is falling --
Gently gently --
Like the love
that blankets oh-me
of precious little faith --
Like the love that's possible –
gently gently – to fall
from me --
That peace may come.
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Martha T. Terrell
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