is your grace
broken,
Lord?
or just invisible
most of the time?
tho' we seldom see
You...
we
have never wept
alone...
never
have we cleaned up
a pain-wracked loved one
all
by ourselves...
tho' it often seems that way.
Your hands
cover our own
touching
everything we touch.
You taste
each
one of our tears.
this is grace,
i think.
true grace.
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