3.11.2017
out for the day
with the prodigal
son, damaged by
birth, by life, by
all the bad
chances and
changes that
can harm
and yet, he smiles
and we try,
because God
made him
and somewhere in
there a soul dreams
and breathes
and hopefully forgives
those of us who could
move on and drive past
and flow fast
into the rivers of
our lives
largely unencumbered
by his.
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